Hard troubles float to the top,
And backstabbing friends won't stop,
Boyfriends treat you like a prize,
When all you do is let out helpless cries,
Teachers think you're worthless,
Family thinks you're hurt less,
Really inside you're rejected,
The bad stuff you gave off has reflected,
Your heart has dismembered,
Then you realize they remembered,
That you are there,
Which makes you ask do they truly care?
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