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Jul 12
At first I wanted to please you,
I gave in just to appease you.
But your requests were at my expense
And your complaints began to stretch.
It wasn’t just the things I did β€œwrong”
But who I am, and what I said
Then you changed what I had meant,
And put crazy worries in my head...
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