Demean
Demean me. Demean us.
Why not? Who will fuss?
Not me. Not he.
Perhaps them? We shall see.
Yes, we shall see, their emotions betray
Just like us, when we go astray
You hate us, for years, you shout
Where was I? Was I drifting? If so, I want out
Out? Yes. Out. Not physically, just emotionally.
I’d never leave them. They’re my world, endlessly
I hate you today. I’ll hate you tomorrow.
I’ll love you later and beg for you on the morrow
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