I was always the helper,
But never been the advised.
Helping them to feel better,
'Cause all they say are just lies.
I keep telling advices,
They keep saying "I promise."
In the end, it's just useless,
Because they keep doing this.
Sometimes it's hard to be there,
Knowing they never listen.
Seeing them sad, I can't bear,
No choice, I help them since then.
I wanna help them always,
Even though I can't help me.
Help, even when my mind says,
"Stop, you're hurting yourself really."
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Raid's Short Poems
PoetryYo bruhs! So this is where I'll be posting all my poems so you can read it anytime anywhere. Different kinds of genres will be found in here. Hope you enjoy reading!
