I want to believe
That you're just clueless.
I want it to be true.
I'd rather you be stupid than cruel.
I hope you're merely oblivious
To the damage you've caused
And that you can't really see it.
I want to believe
That you're immature,
Silly, teasing,
Rather than face the possibility
That you mean so much harm.
I want to believe
That you're not aware
Of the fact
That I am here, bleeding out.
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