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There is little to nothing left

But the waiting

So that's what you do,

Wait and pine and bitch

About your family.



What keeps you there?

Don't you know they'll never

Appreciate you

If they never

Miss you?

Go! Go! And don't look back

Or you'll turn into a

Pillar of Fault.



You have no love

(An analytical mind cannot fathom

the sentiment)

So you cover with

Smug knowledge

All your imperfections.

"Understanding others makes it

Easy to forget yourself."



I can sit up all night

Feeding you tales of

Depression and my supposed lack of

Coping outlets,

But it's not for my benefit.



I love to reel you in

And feed you false power.

It's a game I created

For our mutual amusement.

Sure, there's the proverbial

Ounce of truth

Hidden beneath a fabricated ton.

The best part:

You have yet to find it.