Losing sense

It’s so much easier

You sat there

Looking at me

Me not knowing what you think

It’s easier to dilute myself

I’ll read your mind

And spin your perceptions

Play it down

Make a joke

Self deprication

Was never my style

But here we are

Me diluted

You too far

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