Why is it so hard for me to look at you and not feel pain.
I can't accept that you feel the way you do.
I can't handle my feelings, my pain which makes me feel this way.
You have your own life, which I'm not really a part of,
When I so badly want to be.
So can't I please be.
Because without you, I'd be truly dead.

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