Carmel
One minute I'm okay with not talking , then the next , I'm in my thoughts , I'm in my feelings .
Trying not understand why do everybody think it's okay to hurt me .
I keep telling myself do better
Try harder to make him love you
Try harder to show him what he ask for
Try Harare's to look pretty
Try harder to do better
I alwAys wanted love but instead
I got myself in some deep shut
Babydaddy gave me a pill I took it
I'm the one to blame because let's be real nobody made me .
But I also don't know it cost me to loose it all ...
All the things I tryed for a man & that's how I ended up
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