How you feel isn't enough,
They keep on asking you abrupt questions.
Your space to them is a parallel world,
No one knows, no one cares,
But every time you fall they want to all the affairs.
So quick to hear about the lifestyle,
But can't seem to fathom the struggle that goes along the way.
Like they can put others before themselves in a matter of minutes,
They can fool anybody but me.
How you feel isn't enough,
They will keep asking on abrupt questions,
Until you tell them to leave you alone and get a life.
Because you don't want your life to be exploited and cut by a knife.
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Poetry“I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.” ― Oscar Wilde
