When you ask me if I'm mad at you
I don't want to say yes (though I am)
Because you'll ask why
And I don't want to explain or incite an argument
So I fume in silence
I know it's not good for me
And especially not good for us
I don't think I'll ever overcome this
And it will destroy every relationship I bother to build upon
It's always my fault
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