Repeating cycle

I don’t give my heart up to anyone

I guess I can thank you for that

You made me feel like I was yours without being yours

I became so cold to this world

All because we were raised differently

I grew up with love

And you grew up to survive

What you thought was love wasn’t love at all

It was a mask that was put on in front of you

What happened behind closed doors was something different

So your perspective on love changed

And every woman that came across your path

Had to put up with that

We could see the pain in your eyes so all we gave you was love and we received pain in return

See the cycle has to change or you will keep bleeding on people who never cut you

Not every love is the same