P.S. I've changed

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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 naïve,

Until I found myself eroded by the shock wave.

I gave them all, I did everything,

But all I did just added to the painful sting;

And was there anything I got in return?

While they left, they made ,my healing wounds burn.

In return, I was tagged as selfish and insecure,

When I stood against the torture which I used to endure;

In return, I was called disloyal and fake,

Without knowing that all those misunderstandings had put our friendship at stake.

In return I got tears dampening my cheek,

While the world trolled me as heartless and weak;

Yes, but now I’m fully heartless as such,

Because there was a time when I cared too much.

In return, situations made me hard and stiff,

When I chose to live, instead of jumping off a cliff;

With a scarred, rough and tattered version of me,

I turned into a monster, to show them they would never want to see.

Forgetting everything but hate,

I’m on board to retaliate for meddling with my fate;

Each cut, each pain, each and every word,

Will ring in your ears like sounds, you’ve never heard.

But I promise you one thing, I won’t give you death,

But I will make you repent and suffer till your last breath;

You’ll repent for making me from good to evil,

As I turn myself into the human form of the Devil.

-Vaibhav 🍁