I really don't want to spill anymore
You just stand there staring blankly
as my tears fall to the floor
And you seem irritated with me
perhaps view it as a chore
to help wash away my sadness
so often you choose to ignore
the simple words you could say
instead of attempting a false rapport
I won't ask you for your help
as the mess travels under the door
I'll clean up my own emotions
Just like I've done before
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