They used me

by 14th   Oct 19, 2016


I changed for love
I thought that by being nice
I was confused
It got me used
Was it for my money
I thought you were my friend
I cry the tears
I wipe my eyes
And now i see
That out of all the people ive so helped
In the end theres only me

PS don't change for no body
I drop my guard
It made me weak
So weak
Im full of anger
And crying in my sheets

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Cameo,

    A sad tale and one I agree with to an extent. We must never change for anyone ever - we are not properly loved if we have to. That requires being loved for who we are. But I do believe we must keep ourselves open to the idea of love at least and never give up on possible happiness.

    Take care,

    Ben

    • 7 years ago

      by 14th

      Thank you Ben and I will honor that

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