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Tell Me Why

You say it.
She says it.
He says it.
They say it.
I've said it.
Why do you say it?
Tell me why?
What are you use to?
Who has hurt you?
How many times have you been abused?
How many nights have you starved?
How many times has you mother burned you with that cigarette?
Why?
Tell me why.
Why are you use to it?
Use to what?
Abuse?
Insults?
Blame?
Pain?
Hurt?
What are you use to?
Why do you always say this?
Who hurt you so much that made you think like this?
Why are you like this?
Everything bad that could happen, has happened to you.
Why are you use to it?
How many people have made you feel this way that you're so use to it?
This is so usual in your life, that it happen regularly?
I'm sorry you feel this way.
That this has happen to you so often.
I'm sorry you were abused.
Raped.
Left.
Abandoned
Blamed.
Locked out of your house in the cold.
I'm sorry these things happen and now you're so use to these bad things.
You expect them to happen now.
And aren't surprised when they do.
You know you'll be left.
You know you'll be hurt.
You know you'll be betrayed.
I'm sorry.
It's the final twist of the knife.
When you say those words.
Whether you're anyone.
Everyone.
Someone.
No one.
Whether you're him.
Or her.
Or them.
Or you.
Or me.
Why?
Tell me why?
Why are you use to it?
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