Every time it’s mentioned

You turn it around

I’m the one who blames you

I’m the one who only mentions myself

I’m the selfish one.

Why must it be this difficult for you to see

That I am in need

Of your presence or to feel your concern.

Instead, I’m the one whose truly lonely

While your mind is preoccupied with what’s to come.

And so it begins, my dependability on you

As well as my suffering by your words and actions.

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