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Inner Self Relationships

Silly girl

It takes a certain kind of mind
To assume they know my thoughts
An arrogance of a special kind
Erases what they’ve been taught

Forget the benefit of the doubt
You only know your truth
So you start to scream and shout
As if you know the root

You think you know and need not ask
For you could not be wrong
And so you work up your wrath
And draw on words so strong

But all you do with your attack
Is show where you are weak
As you reveal your shadowed act
With every word you speak

You cry as if you have been hurt
While saying how you feel
And underneath your twisted words
You show yourself for real

So now I know just what you think
The way that you see me
But don’t you worry about a thing
I’ll just let you be