What anything is like?
You don't even know if the black I'm seeing,
Is anything like your white.
You don't even know if we are feeling,
The same things about the same things,
Or whether those same things are really the same.
I feel you're being ununderstanding.
And so what if what I'm doing does not seem,
Like the thing that you would do yourself.
If I ever found myself in your shoes,
I would be constantly looking for help,
To feel alright,
In what I'm doing,
Which would not be the most ideal situation,
Compared with my current state of being.
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