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The tinted glass has lost it's colour Everything looks so different now Why do your words hurt so much Why don't they feel like a joke

Am I the problem Is it me The way I act The way I speak

Or is it you Who I pampered You, who I allowed to do anything The one I made into something so important to me

Which one of us is it What if it's neither of us Are we just not that compatible Maybe we aren't meant for each other

But what if it's us both If we did something wrong And this is the product Who is it to be blamed

I know the window tinter will come back And I'll see you just the same as before But right now The pain is unbearable

I don't feel happy when I see my friend's messages anymore, it's not funny like it used to be

It's just hurtful

But that's just how they are y'know? They've been like that ever since we met. How dare I complain about something I'm used to Why do I feel like this?