Yes, I am angry. I have every right to be angry. I'm so sick of getting trampled. I'm so sick of caring for people, only to get hurt and have it blamed on me. They say it's my fault, because I choose to give people chances. Because I refuse to just view the bad... I'M SO SICK OF THIS! MY HEART SHOULD'NT HAVE TO HURT JUST BECAUSE SOMEBODY DECIDED I WASNT WORTH IT. I WASNT WORTH THE TRUTH! I WASNT WORTH THE TIME! THIS IS NOT MY FAULT!! I'm so SICK and TIRED of hearing sorry, and then the blame being directed back at ME. I CARED. I LOVED. I BELIEVED. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH WHAT I DID. THEY LIED. THEY CHEATED. THEY BROKE A HEART THAT NEVER CAUSED HARM. ...
*Don't you dare blame me...
This is awful and I know it's a sad excuse for poetry... but this is everything I'm feeling right now summed up.