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I was deceived

They have a group chat and out of everyone Iím singled out.
Why am I always under attack?
Like I have a target on my back.
Maybe Itís something I have or is it something that I lack?

I work hard to make others smile,
But true happiness is something I havenít personally felt in awhile.

The worst part is I donít mind.
Spreading kindness is the best part of my life.
I just get tired of only gaining knives in my back.

I keep questioning my worth, as if its something that I lack.
I look in the mirror and again I am under attack.
Written by TrueLover (Meganne)
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