Loved

Everything is born and everything has a start,
People learn to live, learn to love and learn to have a heart. 
If no one ever loved, how could hatred ever be fought?
If no one ever loved, how could you have loved me like I thought?

Because I’ve never been loved and it seems I never will. 
I can’t give my love because that’s a part of me you killed. 
So all I give is hate, hurt and so much of all I have. 
Passing pain and trauma and toxicity and infinite mounds of sad. 

I give everything and more but what I give is not enough. 
Because of everything I give, none of it is ever love. 
I keep strong and lie and cheat because you taught me to act tough. 
But I’m weak and sad and tired and I just want to be enough. 

So don’t give me all your love now, because I turn it into hate. 
You give me everything now but honestly, it’s just too late. 
My heart, my head, my freaking brain is breaking, crashing down. 
And I hope you love yourself because you’re all you have left now.

Sad