Trust

I have trusted too much

Too many hurts I've been thru

I was the one wounded

On those broken pieces of my trust

And I'm the fool one who fixes it on my own and try to trust again

Crazy, fool, innocent

I hate myself for being too good for the world, for the people

When I knew that they really don't value me

When I already knew that they are just using my goodness for their own sake, for their own happiness and satisfaction

So how about me?

How about myself?

Huh! They don't care.

They all don't understand.

They are all blind

And I'm blinded too.