Bruised.

It's a word that describes me.

Or maybe broken.

I try to be a good person,

 But how can I in a world full of hate?

I trusted you two, 

But I just came to realize, 

That was a mistake.

You know who you are, 

You know what you did,

 And I'm not going to suffer,

 Because you wanted to be unfaithful,

You're just fake people who are ungrateful.

Now I'm done, 

I'm tired,

Always, 

But I'm not gonna take my life today,

Because you two,

 Aren't worth it.

THIS WORLD IS FULL OF DARKNESS. BE A LIGHT. I'M STRUGGLING TO FIND MY PLACE. AND THERE'S SOMETHING INSIDE OF ME THAT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY, BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS.