Thanks for putting this together,
You changed my mind,
Yet again.
This isn't a casual lie I tell myself to help me get by,
but it is an unquestioning step forward.
I guess you could call it a leap of faith.
When really,
it's self-humiliating actualization.
I learn more about myself than you realize,
more than I tell you,
so obviously more than you know.
Because unlike me,
You don't listen.
Because unlike me,
You don't really hear what I have to say.
And unlike me,
You don't think you're a sweet thing.
You can be a tree,
whether I like that or not,
because you will be happy.
And that's all I really ever wanted.
I hate saying sorry,
I've been saying it a lot,
this isn't a poem,
Is it?
What's my name?
Do you even know?
I don't think I've said it,
not once.
So listen,
not to the words,
But really listen,
to what I've said.
And then you'll know my name.
Only if you really care- Do you?
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