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Where does this come from?

You can tell me all of my faults, but if you fail to realize the faults in yourself what do you gain? I know I'm not perfect. I've accepted that fact years ago. When I fell and nobody picked me up I learned to stand on my own. When nobody had the answers my questions I learned to discover things on my own. Pain is never pretty but it has become an inspiration in my life. I don't wish pain on anyone. When I called your name and you didn't answer I felt cold inside. When you never came, I hardened. You never gave me an explanation. I didn't understand where I went wrong. How could someone who loved me so, use me and drop me like a rock. I paint my walls black these days. I tuck you away where you can't hurt me. When you try again, I won't cry this time. Although life may try and drown me, I still smile when I can. I don't call out your name anymore, I've learned my lesson. 1,2,3,4...how many people made me believe they cared for me when in reality they played me like a fiddle to get exactly what they want. When they've had enough they dump me like trash. They took pieces of me without any consideration and kept them leaving me half alive. Now you've awoken a corpse. I like to think I play you all now like marionettes in my game but I can't do it. I can't play you like that. But rest assured, if I catch you at your game...I will eat your head.

I don't even have anything to offer people, what the hell did you think you could take from me?

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