"A Broken Scule"

I wish I could've choose, cause you would've never gotten choosen.


All the hurt that you've caused, All the words that I've spoken.


You never take my side. Like your an enemy. Your against me.


I wish you'd open your eyes. so you could see me.


the real me.


Your think that everything you do is to help others too.


But nothing helps, everything is always to benefit you.


I actually wish you could read minds.


Then you'd know the truth.


I've hated every breathing moment with you.


 


                                                           -Belletaneous

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