Why am I the gullible one?
The one who believes in hope
In a new friendship
In people's goodness
When all I get
Is egg on my face
Complicated personalities
People with baggage
Immature souls who use me
Abuse my spirit
Abandon my life
Because they don't understand
Why don't they even try?
Why do they lie and say they see
Just to turn and walk out on me?
What is it that people want from me?
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