you sit there talking. i know what you mean, even though i dont hear your words. you know youre hurting me. but you continue. do i really deserve this. just because im not like you or anyone else. do you think i want to be like this. you know youre not helping anything. you make things worse for me. make my life difficult. i dont hate you. just as much as i dont think you hate me. i know you dont hate me but that doesnt stop you. i dont know why you say and do the things you do. but it hurts.