The thing I hate the most is a hipocrit. I've seen you grow into one, day by day.
You don't even notice it, but everyone else does.
I know if I did what you were doing you'd call me out on it, and get mad at me.
For some reason I can't pull myself toghether and just tell you how you've been hurting me.
It's killing me, but I have to hold it in.
Hopefully you'll realize it on your own; soon.
Hopefully it won't be too late
You don't even notice it, but everyone else does.
I know if I did what you were doing you'd call me out on it, and get mad at me.
For some reason I can't pull myself toghether and just tell you how you've been hurting me.
It's killing me, but I have to hold it in.
Hopefully you'll realize it on your own; soon.
Hopefully it won't be too late
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