Oh. Was that me hurting you? Was that me disappointing you? Was that me, making you lose all your respect in me?
I know it was, don't you worry.
You didn't tell me, but I can feel it. I can, everytime I don't live up to your expectations. Everytime I'm not as great as you wish I was. You don't tell me, because, how can you tell me that you expect me
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