Just when I think my life is better than before,
You hit me with your words so sore.
What do you want, how much more?
Your expectations kill me to my core.
I was beginning to see a new morn,
But you reminded me that every rose has a thorn.
All you know is how to criticise,
Is it some kind of a plan you devise?
All you see is how much others score,
Will you ever be happy or no?
The cause of my sadness is you,
You spoilt everything just when I thought my dream had come true.
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