We live in a world,
where being cold is a prize,
where when we hurt another,
it's a joy.
We live in a world,
where the soft hearted suffer,
and the cold hearted prosper.
I don't like this world very much,
because I'm one of those,
who's always hurt.
I'm one of those who refuses,
to hurt anyone else,
yet everyone hurts me.
I may be strong,
or I may be weak.
I'm not exactly sure,
maybe I'm inbetween.
I've give my all,
just to not be enough,
I've given my all,
just to be crushed.
Trapped in my head,
while I watch them,
shatter my heart.
It's already broken,
what more could they want?
I've given everything,
time and time again.
I've given everything,
when would this pain end?
The sad thing is,
we have to go back into,
the world everyday,
and the sad thing is,
I don't know how,
much longer I can stay.