你...

你, 是个被宠坏的小孩.
你, 要什么就得要得到什么.
你, 只盼要别人让你.
你, 要什么都随你心所欲.
你, 说一别人不能说二.
你, 从不体谅别人.
你, 把脾气发泄在别人身上.
你, 只会责怪别人.


你, 是永远都不会明白的.

你,

几时才会长大?
几时才会想?
几时才会检讨自己呢?



而我,

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累了,

已不想多说了,

心淡了.



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i make you moody

i bore the hell out of you

i hurt you

i don't reflect on my actions and continually cause you misery

...

yes

i'm that terrible

don't have to make me feel even more

...

being indicted of something irrevocable is just great.

...

my past, my flaws

i'll never be able to get past that

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and you don't know how this makes me feel

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dreams? i don't have any.

hopes? i don't anymore.

and now i know why.



having them shattered over and over isn't the best feeling in the world.

and piecing them back is gonna be hell of a job.

i just don't know if i'm up for it anymore.



lesson learnt.



never hope, and you'll never get disappointed.

never expect, and you'll never be let down.

never dream, and you'll never be disillusioned.

never love, and you'll never get hurt.

giving in.

been doing it all my life.
somehow. it brings me nothing,
but empty promises and disappointments.

The feeling of disappointment.

i just wonder...

why is it that everything u don't want me to do, i avoid.

the only request from me - for you not to be emo over stupid things, you can't the least try.

and you're the one complaining, i don't care about your feelings?

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what about mine?

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you wound me each time you pull that face and shut yourself off in silence.

my heart cringes when i see the look of melancholy in your eyes.

the obsolete tone in your voice makes me feel like crying each time.

even your text messages slice right through me.

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what have i done?

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you don't know how you effect me.

you don't have the slightest idea.

and you just don't care.