monotony
she shows her battle scars and all i feel is numbness,
he flaunts his maidens and i overlook the dumbness.
she cries woes of heartbreak and i cannot feel pity,
he weeps waterfalls of failure and i fake some integrity.
she hurts me the most when she berates her busy nature,
he wounds me the deepest when he complains of his drained stature
for when all you've lived is a life of monotony
you start wishing suddenly for a lobotomy.
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