Empathy.
I wish that everyone knew how I felt when they said something hurtful to me
A mean comment can leave some serious debris
Your words stick to me like a disgusting flea
YOU LAUGH AT EVERYTHING!
What happens when i can no longer handle this pain
I won't make it to the age I use a cane
I might take my own life without a strain
From this what did we gain?
Hopefully empathy.
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