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I've decided my sadness
Is not about you
And all of my worries
Are only mine, too

That I don't wished you liked me
I'm just overall lonely
I don't think you ignore me
I'm just not your somebody

I have my own life
I shouldn't make it about you
When you're yourself
I should be myself, too.
There is no romance
But I'm pretty sure you care...
You say "I love you"
But you say that all the time
To everybody. And me.
I chose to forgive
And my hatred and anger
Dissipated, slow,
And mellowed out into this:
Apathy and honest care.
I try to be kind
But sometimes it's difficult;
You wouldn't believe,
But I can hold a mean grudge
Over something pathetic.
It distresses me:
I just can't think straight these days.
But one thing I know—
I am alright without you,
And that comforts me.
I thought I could hide:
You seemed unassuming then;
But now, you see me,
And I know you look through me—
That you know, reassures me.
I lie to you, but it frightens me that you know.
I am no longer
This version of me has changed
Who I was has gone;
I didn't like who I was,
But it frightens me, changing.
I lie to you, but it frightens me that you know.
Too often I lie
When I smile at you and laugh
Because deep inside,
Knowing you has made me drown
In this, my pit of self-doubt.
I lie to you, but it frightens me that you know.
Again, I am found
In that familiar place
Where I hope for much
Expect little, and am shocked
When I am neither to you.
I lie to you, but it frightens me that you know.

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