Same Old Story

This poem isn't much of anything special. How you read this is how you understand what the same old story is for you.

That same old story told time after time
Everyone has seen it
Everyone has felt it
The ones who surround this victim of the story
Have felt it and they don't even care
Don't even try to lift your spirits
"It doesn't matter." the innocence says
"I'll be fine helping myself."
Have you ever heard a more ridiculous lie?
The only cure to the same old story is cope
Or risking it again
Is this emotion really so fantastic that you'll try again?
Or should you just watch the reality of the culprit's life sink you deeper in the abyss?
Decisions, Decisions
Getting real sick of that same old story.