You say you love me,
But you always want me to change.
Change, to suit your preferences,
Change, to be the person that I don't wish to be.

You don't seem to notice,
When I need you,
I don't seem to notice,
When I'm needed.

Why do you do this?
Why do you tear me into a million
Little pieces,
For my friends to pick up?

You don't seem to notice my tears,
Which have saturated my life
I know you won't soak them up
You'll let them sit and stain the wood.

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