Passed many trials and tribulations, Committed many follies and learnt from them, Got screwed by people I cared for, Trusted everyone, without any second thought, Loved from the core of my heart, Kept my feelings for everyone always true, Was hurt always when it adversely affected me, Still, kept on making friends, and getting broken, Whenever I faced any shrug from a friend, My mind told me, "Let go, you don't need this." But my feelings always craved a partner, Alas, that has been the source of my distress. Pain, it has always been a bestie, Struck me with all it's might again and again, But held me in it's arms whenever I felt alone, Took care of my soul, when there was none. I traded mental pain for some physical wounds, And that's wherein the pleasure lay, Backstabbers bothering me at every step? Sure was not a huge problem anymore, Yep.