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May 2017
everybody's hurting me for their own gain.
i haven't done anything wrong.
all i try to do is live on peacefully
but yet my skin is always black and blue
why is it always my fault?

the problem child, the awful child, its always her fault
completely ******* useless, will never do anything, why do i bother?

i haven't said a word
and yet its always my fault
and you wonder why i harm myself.
its because of you
and your words that cling
words that sting
i feel like my heart is black and blue
just like my arms

does it ever get better
zoey
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zoey  New York
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