I'm tired of being hurt,
I'm tired of never being enough,
I'm tired of being dragged through the dirt,
So now, I guess, its up to me to get tough.
Fooled me once,
Fooled me twice,
But guess again,
Because it won't be thrice.
Who needs friends
Or anyone else
If in the end,
It's just yourself?
Jan 15, 2023
Jan 15, 2023 at 12:15 AM UTC
I'm tired of being hurt,
I'm tired of never being enough,
I'm tired of being dragged through the dirt,
So now, I guess, its up to me to get tough.
Fooled me once,
Fooled me twice,
But guess again,
Because it won't be thrice.
Who needs friends
Or anyone else
If in the end,
It's just yourself?
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