you think I want your pity?
oh yes, of course
naturally I’d want to feel helpless,
small, and incapable.
you think I want your attention?
obviously thats why
I hide my face and try
not to make a sound when I pass by.
you think I am ungrateful?
clearly my overwhelming guilt
as a recipient of your generosity
screams out indifference.
oh yes, I try
I try very hard to fuck things up
because (without a doubt of course)
these tears are crying out
“oh gee I love this feeling”
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