There comes a point when I have nothing left to give
Guilt you swing over my head like sandbags
Because apologies weren't enough for your timeline
Your venom stopped being bearable
Weight and self-righteousness never lifts
All the bonds in your life crumble away
When they don't kowtow to your indignation
Disagree with your entitlement
I don't live up to that pedestal
Somehow also wrapped in jealousy
When all I knew from you was mean-spirited
Complaints to drag down to your level
Calculated confrontations to ruin special moments
It stopped being worth it
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