As I sat on the cold, hard bathroom floor,
The tears kept rushing out of me like the sky was crying.
Hurt
Hurt
All I could feel is hurt.
Wondering what I ever did that was so bad, so wrong to deserve this.
That's when I knew, you never cared.
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 9:55 AM UTC
As I sat on the cold, hard bathroom floor,
The tears kept rushing out of me like the sky was crying.
Hurt
Hurt
All I could feel is hurt.
Wondering what I ever did that was so bad, so wrong to deserve this.
That's when I knew, you never cared.
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