Poem 109
I do not understand why I am always in the wrong,
I do not argue or object, I just keep playing along.
I do not want to fight anymore, I am tired of this,
My presence you always seem to dismiss.
I do not like it when you play the innocent card,
I do not like it when around me you put up your guard.
I do not like how you always think you are right,
When I try to prove you wrong, you start a fight.
I do not appreciate when you call me idiotic,
I do not respect how you call me 'demonic'.
I do not admire the way you think of me,
Just stop constantly arguing and let me be.
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