So many problems have come,
I'm thinking that i am dumb,
but all my friends say its not me,
if it isn't..why could all this be,
i show my kindness,
yet for me i get less,
so many things have happened recently,
way to much to see,
i cry myself to sleep,
feeling that pain go deep,
i wonder what i have done,
to be proceeded with no fun,
I'm sick and tired of it all,
someday soon i will fall,
then you'll be the one wondering why,
all i could do is look at you and sigh,
because you gave me all that pain,
thinking you might get a gain,
you haven't realized what you did,
ever since i was a little kid,
now I'm lying here,
with my every single tear,
if you would have just seen,
how you were mean,
then maybe i would still love you,
and care about you too...
