You cry yourself to sleep
every night, headphones in your ears, music turned up loud, and
think of every single bad memory in the past. You wake up every morning, get out of bed and go
through your daily routine, wondering why you're still here.
They treat you like dirt. You get kicked
when you're down, pushed around, and you feel helpless.
There comes a point in life where you
realize tears can't change anything. At
night, the waterworks don't come anymore. You just lay there with a
blank expression on your face. You're
so used to getting hurt, you don't know what to do anymore.
There comes a point in your life when
you realize that the only one you can depend on, is
yourself.