Why...

Why do I always give my thoughts to the wrong person.

Why is that my heart is full of luv but excepted only as far as the eyes can see.

Why do I have the audacity to give people parts of me that in no way shape or form seems to be beneficial to me.

Why oh why do people teeter on the bows of my sanity.

Why do I allow such hurt and pain knowing that I have way more power and strength with in.

Why is man kind so cruel to souls that are more than pure something like heaven sent.

Why.....
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