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what's scarier than physical abuse?

emotional and verbal abuse....
why am I always so dumb? whats the point of giving almost everything i have?

i never ask for material things, but can't I at least have gentle words and kindness?


Torn (Natalie Imbruglia)

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know, don’t seem to care what your heart is for
But I don’t know him anymore

There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothing’s fine I’m torn

I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something realI
’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn

So I guess the fortune teller’s right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now

I don’t care, I have no luck,
I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things that
I can’t touch, I’m torn