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Why don't you listen?


Is it too much for me to ask of you?

Do you even understand?

Why do you keep doing this?

Can you just listen to me? For once?

 

It's getting harder and harder,

to even try.

I have so much to say,

so many important things, I just need to be heard.

 

I'm tired of talking, but noone listening.

I'm tired of trying, when nobody cares.

This is becoming more and more difficult for me to handle.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

 

I know the difference between somone who's listening,

and someone who's pretending to listen.

It hurts me more when you pretend.

Because you're pretending to care.

 

I just want you to listen to me,

the way that I listen to you.

Is that too much to ask?

I guess it must be for you.

 

I could complain about this all day,

but it's not like you're listening anyways.

When I'm talking to you, there's only one thing I ask

and that's. . . to be heard.

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