I hear your complaints,
yet I am deaf.
I see your sneaky games,
yet I look away.
I realize your hardships,
yet I cannot sympathize.
I see you reaching out for help,
yet I cannot grab you.
I see you have lost control,
yet I cannot contain you.
I know you hate me now,
yet your opinion does not matter.
I know you think your better than me,
yet you no longer know me,
no longer know yourself.
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