Bad Times, Good Memories
Why? Why are you so reserved?
So many people have betrayed you,
So you said not to be trustworthy.
So many people have lied to you,
So you said not to be honest.
So many people have hurt you,
So you said not to be weak.
So many people have abandoned you,
So you said not to be helpful.
So many bad times
Too little good memories
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