You want me to put up a good fight,
I want to suffer and recoil in my own corner,
you praise and kiss me, feed me with compliments,
even apologize when I pretend to be butt hurt,
I'll grow fat and boring, you'll see, a spoiled lazy pig,
you're way too good,
you have to go.
I deserve to be alone, Columbine in her throne,
I'll never learn. You need a memory to learn.
Please don't make me do this, don't,
loneliness is a constant ache,
something I can trust,
yes, I'm just a coward
scared of the unknown.
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