Hurt - Gio A.
Love is a painful mystery,
It is as old as history.
But the pain that comes with love, is being hurt.
Having your heart stomped into the dirt!
Loving anyone is a hard thing to do,
Especially when they walk all over you.
Loving anyone is a hard thing to do,
when they use, abuse, and leave you!
How can I be myself?
When my heart is being crushed.
How can I trust?
When I have been betrayed.
How can I love?
When I have been hurt and broken.
How can anyone love me?
When I don't see the beauty in myself!
Everything has it's price.
Everyone elses price for love seems to be joy.
My price is destroyed.
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My name is Giovanni, I am a student at Illinois College, which is in Jacksonville, Illinois. I was born with a birth defect that has made me deaf from my left ear, I'm 19 years old, Puerto Rican and I love poetry, art, and music! The surgeries I had when I was younger left me missing some ribs on the right side of my body. I got bullied for many things throughout my life, but I have been able to live my life everyday! I want to spread my love of life through music, I want to be an inspiration to those who were bullied and those with disabilities! Singing, poetry, drawing, and music have been my passion since forever and they will always be a part of my life!
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