As time goes by,
It gets more crystal clear.
And I always wonder why,
Everything seems worst than how they would appear.
Claims and facts,
Are all just words.
For I couldn't care less,
For what they're worth.
I'm not saying that I judge you,
As much as I questioned myself.
But off all the things one could outgrew,
Can't you see the things done by you?
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