I trusted you, I really did.

  But you, you broke that,

  You hurt me so deeply that I can't believe

  That I am still alive.

  Yet you act as if I HURT YOU!

  What has gone through your head, huh?

  I am asking you delusion are you,

  To think that I had betrayed you, that

  I have broken our trust-bound

  Just to do that one thing...

  Ther trying that hurt me the most.

  The thing that made me lose hope in myself

  And in all of humanity.

  You put a knife in my hand and knives in my back

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  By each lie, you told.

  But you know despite that fact I was still able to

  survive, that Abuse that you have

  Put me through, the blood I have spilled

  because of you, could flood a town.

  And you know what is funny?

  Others wonder why I don't trust them.

  Why I don't trust them when they compliment me?

  Should I tell them about you?

  Or should I just carry those daggers?

  Cause they are still in my back, some have even,

  Pierced me right through my chest, while others are

  Near and around my heart, waiting for that

  final, dagger that will end me, that

  will kill all, that I believe in.