I watch you listen to me,
but do you really hear me?
You use that sweet tone of voice, I’m sure that everyone gets,
I want to trust you, but your eyes are full of judgment and pity.
I am seeking help, but I am sure this is going to doom me.
I have nothing to say, I am choking on my tears.
I am so desperately looking for the solution to fix this problem.
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I’ve learnt that you’ve either been given a good life (by God or whatever) or you’ve been given a crap one. After 53 years I all too slowly realised which one I’ve been given…it MUST end.