Talk

I want to talk
Want to tell you everything
But you'd only balk
At the details of my fling

You'd preach to me,
Even though you're clueless
Don't know how to be free
Because of your crudeness.

Yes I cut my skin
But not for the attention
Because of the state I'm in
I need a relief of tension

You don't understand
I don't think you ever will
You put on airs so grand
And your voice is much too shrill.

So leave me now
And let me sleep
I can't deal with this row
I can't really be me.

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