The reasons why I cry

Love is like my enemy instead of being for me heartache know my life too well, why bother what the hell; lowered to less than anything but a person life is a curiosity that you begin to wonder is it really worth living for? degraded, misunderstood, emotionally abuse by the hatefully lies people put on me. Trying to stay strong through it all but it get hard sometimes, sometimes you envy the life somebody else has even though their may be no better than your own, for that moment all you see is the self-respect others are giving them and you wonder what is wrong with you and begin to judge yourself as less than perfect. So much your going through and people really have NO clue what you've gotten through and what you ain't through yet; patience is a virtue and two time the lover of your own love, told lies to and cheated on how do you trust anyone now? so much stuff to tell but so little words to say them in as you run low on words to express yourself... one day. I can't make you understand me nor can I make you listen but wear my shoes and walk the mile in them too and you'll get a very rude awaking to the reasons why I cry.