I can’t get angry.
I can’t get it out.
I can’t express myself.
You always cut me off.
Or talk over me.
I hate it.
Aren’t we lovers?
Partners?
Then why do I feel so alone?
I can’t get angry.
I can’t get it out.
I can’t express myself.
You always cut me off.
Or talk over me.
I hate it.
Aren’t we lovers?
Partners?
Then why do I feel so alone?