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Too tired to complain

No strength to explain

Yet again, all the things

The reasons why

I sit here

Only to cry

Silently

Until dry

Last tear

Wishing you could hear

The words I spoke before

As I came through the door

Looking for more

Than affirmation

Of my aspirations

I feel your agenda

Guidance misplaced

I’m so fucking over

This mental rat race

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