You sit there,
and you mock,
You torture me,
and you make me feel ashamed.
Why?
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you make me feel like a failure?
Why the constant strokes?
What do you have against me?
"I'm sorry, I'll do better.",
is that what you want me to say?
'Cause if so, I'll have to say no.
No,no
Not this girl.
You won't tear me down.
I can't let it be.
I just CAN"T!!!
But it's too, late....isn't it?
You've already done your marks/damage........
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