How Much Longer

How much longer will I let myself be hurt?
Letting the people I trust in
Only to have them break me.
I keep turning to the wrong people.
The ones who are nice to my face
And then stab me in the back.
Why do I suffer from abuse...
From hatred?
The walls I built
Come crashing down around me...
Shattering into a million pieces.

This poem is about: 
Me

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