We are the victims of our own suffering
We attach ourselves to the hurt and pain
We allow ourselves to go almost insane
Over something or someone letting us down
This suffering we endure is something we allow
Accepting it as who we are
Allowing it to define us and tear us apart
When will we stop playing the part
Of the victim playing the broken heart
We do it so well we made it an art
Stand strong and understand just who you are
A survivor not a victim who will go through many ups and downs
And will learn many lessons and wear some smiles and frowns
But will not let suffering from now be allowed
To control and define you
For you’re no longer attached
And you will find better ways to react.
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