The Victim

Loving you is hard because I don't know how to love.
My past is haunting me, not wanting me to move on.
I'm scared of you hurting me like everyone else.
Because that's what people do. They pick their victim and make up lies and lead them on. They then leave without saying a word. They confuse you, but you don't know because you're too brainwashed to accept the truth. The victim learns the hard way, that the people around them aren't always the way they seem.
And for some reason, the good ones are always the victim.