Love me.
Hate me.
Strike me where I sleep.

Trick me.
Help me.
Hold out a lending hand.

Ditch me.
Use me.
No hard feelings to keep.

Bury me.
Lift me.
Does it matter anyway?

Do you feel the pain?
Or ignore it like you always do?
To callous to let them in.
It will be the death of you.