It hurts when I breathe,
It's the pain inside that you can't see.
Everytime you hurt me,
My heart is less on e more beat!
I thought you were sweet,
And you knew a women should be treated.
But when you are around him( your so-called friend)
And you get drunk and you rules start to bend.
I'm sick as hell,
It seems my heart keeps being sold at a garage sell.
My own family doesn't want me to be around,
I don't think i can keep on stand on my own grounds.
How can I love myself?
When i'm just like a rag doll, taht keeps being put on a shelf.
Why do I always have that bad luck,
I'm in a hole and I'm stuck.
Help me get out.
No one seems to hear me shout.