When I'm being sensitive, its all too much
Feel like you all hate me, where is the love?
I hear ordinary things said
Now they make no sense
Yesterday they'd be fine
Today twisted by my mind
Words hurt without intention
I'm changing their definition
Spoken innocently enough
Uttered by those I trust
With no malice or conviction
With no rhyme or reason
Words with new meanings
I'm crying and I'm hurting
When I'm being sensitive, its all too much
Feel like you all hate me, where is the love?
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