P.S. I've changed
❤ A long time ago, I was a young boy When people used to play with me as a soft toy After they got bored, they threw me as trash And that was the moment all my illusions started to crash. I used to give people all I had, But later I realized, they made my life simply bad; I gave them so much love that there wasn’t anything left, Of all goodness my soul remained bereft. I gave them my soul, my body and my mind That for my own ceased to be loving and kind; I thought only about them, they occupied my head, But how they fiddled with it, was something that was never said. I called it friendship whilst they made me go through hell, But still I hid my scars, and told them that everything was well; And in return of my care, I only got cuts, bruises and scars, And things that compelled me to cry for innumerable hours. They made those unblockable holes in my boat, To fulfill their needs, I was but a mere scapegoat; Back then, I was too gullible and naï...