If you want me to accept and believe,
You are there caring and in my corner...
With a watching my back to protect.
I suggest giving me a hint or clue,
...
If you allowed from me,
What I have tolerated from you...
Over the many years,
I have accepted your thoughlessness...
...
It is not impossible to be who one is,
In places where people live without identities.
It just becomes more obvious,
To choose from those who are themselves...
...
For the sake of providing clarity...
It is not that those plans promised,
Did not produce those expectations.
They did!
...
If you did not want and wish,
For that which appears to exist...
How did it get there?
What is its purpose?
...
Alone and knowing it.
That's how it is,
When one is wishing to accomplish.
...
People with selective memories,
Always want others not to remember...
What it was they had done.
Especially to those who have survived,
...
If it should seem,
I appear to be free...
To laugh with happiness.
And share with others,
...
Keeping up with appearances,
And striving to sustain a maintaining of an image...
Eventually becomes to be viewed as one's insanity.
Especially during these times,
...
I have never understood,
Why some people would take it upon themselves...
To say or do things with evil intentions to another,
And not perceive whatever is done they do...
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