I wonder how it is that you can even think,
that I could walk away from you
and never even blink.
How do you feel now,
I bet it's all still about you.
Not everything I write's for you,
I put it out there and you catch it and call it your own.
How is that my fault?
Project, internalize, analyze and cry.
You aint the only person in my life
who I go through shit with and have things to say to.
And when I say something and you make it bout you,
It just goes to show, who's got a problem with who.
No I won't stop talkin,
just stop taking what I say so personal.
I aint said shit to you,
YOU said it all yourself.
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