Or to think that you've changed yourself,
Or to believe that anything will ever change,
Well, maybe the weather, if nothing else.
But not how you react to it,
Even if outwardly.
There's no way I can continue,
With things this way.
Now I'm tired, and you know why,
And there's not much more to do,
However I go, I will not go with,
Someone like you.
And now you're surprising me,
With your lack of caring,
Good-bye, this is the last time,
I will share me.
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