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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