You always get on to me
For getting on to you
About little things.
You didn't say 'good morning'
Or ask how I was.
It seems all silly to you, doesn't it?
Thinking I'm some mad women
Left and right telling you
How you made me feel.
Keeping secrets
Telling me secrets
I get mad about that.
Call me hypocrite
Go right ahead.
Now I'm not truthful either.
Saying I'm fine when I'm not.
Telling you to go away when
Honestly
I need you to stay..
But can I admit these things?
No.
I'm physically incapable.
Even if that is a little thing for you
The things you do
Are huge for me.

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