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Feb 2013
My dad says I'm too nice, and laughs 'never let them feel safe'
My mum says I try too hard, and is fustrated. 'it will be ok, I promise'
My friends see my heart on my sleeve, and despair. 'I don't know why you do it to yourself'
And I stand back, see this happening.
Like my friend is being hurt, and I'm too chicken to help.
Like a game, I was never meant to win.
So when it happens again, there is no-one left to blame, but myself
A child, unable to learn a lesson in ****** up world.
The rules keep changing. I am lost.
People keep getting hurt.
Those people hurt people
Those people hurt people
Those people hurt
Me.
On the ride of my life unable to get off.
Rachael Stainthorpe
Written by
Rachael Stainthorpe  Huddersfield
(Huddersfield)   
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