I let all of them in my heart Even when they betrayed I gave them chances More chances than they deserved.
But still they didn't change
I let down my walls But like always they fall I picked up the little pieces of my heart Then stitched them together
But still they are torn apart
I did everything I could To make them happy But still they are sad
I don't know what is it that I lack?
They tell me I'm stupid But still I help them Because I can't see someone sad
But still they hate me They hate to see me They only like me When they want something from me
And I get hurt every time I get colder each day
But still I have one question
Was I too soft? Or Was the world too harsh?