me for someone
that cares.
someone interested in your life,
your problems.
your situations,
your penchant for crying
over spilled milk,
and the rain.
do you think i really
care about all your
unsolvable crisis,
your imaginary pains?
maybe i used to,
back when i didn't know
who you really were,
maybe then,
when it was
early in the game.
but that was then,
but no more,
so talk to the hand.
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