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Why?
Why,
do you insult me?
Why,
do you hurt me?
Why,
do you put me down?
I have never done
anything to you.
Why,
do I hurt so much inside?
Why,
do I have a low self-esteem?
Why,
do I put up with the torment?
I would never do
anything to you.
Why,
does my heart feel sad?
Why,
does my soul feel lost?
Why,
do you do the things you do?
Just tell me,
why?
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Mar.22/2004
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