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Hours upon hours I listen to your pain
and minute after minute you make me feel more ashamed
ashamed of who I am, ashamed of my accomplishments
ashamed of doing better than you, you're always passing judgements
have you ever just took the time to ask your own self why?
why  your life is filled with such misery, maybe you're the reason behind your demise
blaming everyone except yourself, unable to accept responsibility for your actions
instead putting others down who had nothing to do with your pain, brings you satisfaction
what a tangled web you weave, getting stuck within your own web
I hold on to every word you say, and still can't get what's going on inside your head
how can you expect good to come out of the multiply bad things that come out your mouth
your crude ideas and wicked thoughts are what's gonna keep your lips stuck in a pout
nothing I can do and there's nothing I could ever say
to make you change your song of sorrow that you sing to me every day
saying I will never understand the struggle that you go through
though I sit behind my telephone enduring your verbal abuse
How could I not understand when I'm practically with you all the time
you actually think I'm just sitting here laughing at you and thinking it's all fine
what kind of person you must think I am that I could not possibly feel your pain
I don't have to be right there beside you in the cold to know I'm the one you blame
it's only natural, for I am the one that's closest to you and you say no one else cares
tell me why should they when all you do is complain and go into a blank stare
you'll never notice my anguish, though in your world it wouldn't even really matter
for your problems will always trump mine, mine are thin and yours are fatter
how could I possibly compete with your problems that seem to outweigh the world
trust that if I had them in my possession and I'd give you diamonds and pearls
if I knew it would set you and your life on a much better path
until then, I'm giving you motivation and understanding that this too shall pass
I could tell you how understanding I am of your situation til I'm blue in the face
unless you believe it yourself, you will continue to reside in the same lonely place
a place where you find comfort in being right when you're sometimes wrong
a place where you manipulate the situation controlling how we get along
until you get better and your life gets you to start feeling fine
I might as well remain quiet for in your heart, you're problems are bigger than mine

Written by Marcia S. McNeill

Q: When do you start accepting responsibility for the way your life is turning out?  Can you truly blame someone else for something they have no control over?

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