You look like
someone just shot your puppy,
with eyes that are sad and droopy
and your movements that seem so pained.
You're not angry yet
but something tells me you will be.
Sooner or later, anger just becomes easy;
easier than holding on, easier than letting go.
Tell me what it feels like
to douse your heart in so much emotion,
that all you can do is walk around apathetic
because to feel would be too much for you to handle.
You know,
for someone as smart as you seem to be
you're really thick sometimes,
because the only one you have to blame
is yourself.
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