Why is it always me who is laughed at, or the last to be noticed?
Why do I get lied to and cheated on and broken to the point beyond repair?
Why am I always the used, and never the user?
Why do I always feel a heartach and not a heart trob?
Can someone answer me? Is anybody listening?
Are my pleas going unheard?
Why must I feel the pain inside, when all I want is the pain on the outside?
Why do I try so hard to impress people I don't even care for, when they don't care for me?
Why is my life such an empty void that cannot be filled?
Why do I hurt people, in ways not even I can understand?
Can someone help me find my way, a way to a better place where my tears are not from hurt but from joy?
Is there even a place like that out there for me?
Should I lay my words to rest and lie myself to sleep, and never to awaken again?
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