Sometimes
Your ability is your curse.
You're asked to do things
But not on your terms
But you're loathed for helping them out
Sometimes
You see fools, dumb-heads
But you're not allowed to call them so
Yes, ignoring is the best way out
But what if when they're all over and intruding?
Sometimes
Hell ya.
Sometimes
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
Sometimes
Your ability is your curse.
You're asked to do things
But not on your terms
But you're loathed for helping them out
Sometimes
You see fools, dumb-heads
But you're not allowed to call them so
Yes, ignoring is the best way out
But what if when they're all over and intruding?
Sometimes
Hell ya.
Sometimes
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