They have always said,
"People come, people go"
But why not-
"No one stays, No one comes"?
Because people can't handle truth,
they always show —
They blame, shout, hurt,
fight & then at the end, dump...
Is it that hard to care?
Is it that secretive to share?
Why do they always think it's fair?
Am i that worthless,
they dare?
When i burn, they're the salt,
When i shine, they're the taunt,
When i cry, they're the drought,
Even though they blame,
It's not my fault!
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 9:18 PM UTC
They have always said,
"People come, people go"
But why not-
"No one stays, No one comes"?
Because people can't handle truth,
they always show —
They blame, shout, hurt,
fight & then at the end, dump...
Is it that hard to care?
Is it that secretive to share?
Why do they always think it's fair?
Am i that worthless,
they dare?
When i burn, they're the salt,
When i shine, they're the taunt,
When i cry, they're the drought,
Even though they blame,
It's not my fault!
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