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Why can't you just love me,

for who I am?

What do I have to do,

to make you love me?

I can't seem to do anything right.

So what's my purpose in life for you?

Am I just here,

so you have someone to pick on?

Or treat like dirt?

If so,

you're doing a great job.

But what did I ever do to you,

to get treated like this?

Did I hurt you in some way?

I don't see how,

because you've treated me like this,

my whole life.

And if at some time,

I did hurt you,

I am sorry.

But it will never ever

add up to how much you hurt me.

I hope you look back

on what you've done,

and regret everything

you did to me.

You made my life hell.

And once I find something

that actually makes me happy.

You want to take it away.

Well, you can't,

and won't.

I'm gone,

Good-bye

This is the end.



~*~ Jill ~*~