But I still always let them read me. And then I feel bad. They can never be there for you. They can never love as much as we can. They can never realise what they are doing to us. They can never ever be sure. They just want their way and that's all they care about.
Poor us! But its our fault. Because we let them.
And the sooner we understand how we don't mean anything to them, the better. But we never do.
They are all the same. Them who don't value us for the way we accept them.
I can't believe I let them do this to me.