Being Used
I never realized that being used
Is the popular thing.
I never knew
that being used hurts.
Like a broken heart
I never knew that being used
is done by those you love.
It is sad,
this world,it is sad that
There are only a selected few that get it.
Only a few realized
Am I the only one?
I'm looking for the one word answer,
that will solve this hurt.
It will find its way
Through the lies.
The deception
The Anger
It will find the way
I just need the word and it will all be ok.
Is the popular thing.
I never knew
that being used hurts.
Like a broken heart
I never knew that being used
is done by those you love.
It is sad,
this world,it is sad that
There are only a selected few that get it.
Only a few realized
Am I the only one?
I'm looking for the one word answer,
that will solve this hurt.
It will find its way
Through the lies.
The deception
The Anger
It will find the way
I just need the word and it will all be ok.
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