Still trying to convince me that you mean well, So, why do
I continue to protect you?
Loneliness incased me in this prison cell. But you don't
Even notice if I'm in the room. I've
Never tried to put me above your needs
Can't unhear the silence your eyes are telling me, that you don't
Even care about the mess you made. And I'm left here cleaning on my knees, what's left unsaid
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