you’ve decided what you have about me. there’s no room for conversation.
you’re not interested in anything anyone has to say. yet claim to be the unheard.
you preach that it takes two hands to clap. but you’re so caught up in what my hand is doing you don’t take time to look at you’re own.
you say you’re aware. that you aren’t a perfect person. yet if anyone is to criticize you, you’re offended and hurt.
no one but you has valid feelings, thoughts or opinions.
no one but you matters.
your feelings get hurt and you make sure retribution is paid. but you hurt feelings and they’re to be ignored.
everything you claim to hate. everything you say I am. you fail to realize you are too. you fail to realize you have blame too.










