screw it

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i tell you that i'm sorry
you say "you weren't sorry before?"
i ask if you're ok
and you huff and say nothing more
i work a while on personal growth
and you think you're entitled to that time
you say jump
and get mad when i ask why
i try to figure out your emotional game
and you hate me when i don't know how to play
you expect me to be nice at every moment
while you switch moods at every word i say
when something happens and i'm feeling down
you remind me that you're worse off
and then when i call you out
you switch it back on me and scoff

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