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Used and Abused I
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Personal (Melancholy) I feel so worn out,
you all want
a piece of me,
and now I’m just
a dirty, tattered rag.
As much as
I’ve been battered,
am I supposed
to treat others well
when I haven’t been?
They say they want me
to be a nice person,
but why weren’t
you kind to me instead of
tearing me apart?
They see how broken
I am but rather than
making me feel better
they rip me a new ego,
one more fragile than before.
I will still love them
not because they
ever deserved it,
but because I do~
I deserve to be grudge-free.
