I can still relate to this poem...

Why does this always happen?
To me, to anyone at all?
I hate seeing people cry, or annoyed at all.

I have to ask this one question though,
Why am I being told so many times,
Over and over,
That no-one likes me,
Even those that have been my friends since i can remember?

I hate seeing this happen,
Not just for me,
But for others too.

I am always being told that it takes two to tango,
But why is it always me who has to make amends?
I know for a fact that this person is persistent,
Saying that it is the other way round,
But I know other wise.
As this person can tell.

And so I end this poem,
With one final query,
Why does this always happen,
This horrid, act of emotion?

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