I despise green
and told you this as you
painted away
my skin.
The more I begged
pleaded
you silently to stop
the more you painted.

I thought it was over
when your can was empty,

but you had another
all along.




I've been here before.
I hated it then just as I do now-
I thought I'd learned from my
mistakes-
but here I am,
green as ever.


And, just as before,
I'll deal with it

(because that's what I'm good at.
[that's all I know])

until I get the courage
to tell you the truth.

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