I know what it must be like to deal with me; but I assure you it's not as hard as dealing with being me.
I simultaneously push people away, keep them at a distance with falsities designed to prevent incidents like people actually getting to know the real me
and wish they knew enough to understand why
why it is that I grew to become this.
I've been thinking a lot about how pathetic these incessant thoughts of wanting a decent father are.