You never seem to understand
What it is like for me
All day you make your plans
And rarely listen to me
All I want is respect
But some days I want to flee
For life can never be this correct
And at times you need to let me be
When I look at you
This is what I see,
A person who is hurting too
Your actions speak loud to me,
When at last the day is done
What should I do?
Hurt silently until I’m numb
And wonder how I’ll get through.
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