Too Much
It’s not alright
I waited for many hours all the time And I am the one who is dry and changed?
It’s not alright
To expect me to be understanding But won’t even try to understand and care for me
It’s not alright
To tell me things I would misunderstand When you know that I’m paranoid
It’s not alright
You knew that I was hurting most But still decided to be a part of my agony
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