I used to have walls to protect my mentality.
I wasn't expecting it,
But apparently those walls disappeared.
I'm still stronger than most people,
Though I still feel my confidence chipping away.
I never used to be like this.
I used to be energetic and funny,
Loud and outgoing.
Loving and kind.
Just plain happy.
I'm very hurt inside.
I'm trying to save what's left of my heart.
Why do people hurt me?
Why do they make me cry so much?
People are too confusing.
They say one thing when mean another.
They say one love when they have another.
They cheat, they drink,
They kill, antagonate, and most of all,
They lie.
I never cared what anyone said.
But now when ever I cry about
Something like that, they ask Why?
And I just say,
Because it hurts, that's why.
It just hurts.
