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I have a problem
I have problems which I hide effectively behind my smile and rude remarks.
I try to tell you but you say I'm making excuses
Fabricating "Nigerian movies"
I don't talk to you about everything and you complain
I mean why would you care to understand my truthful lies
My fabricated facts
I have a problem
I have problems and one of them is being addicted to you
But I guess you helped me solve that, didn't you?
I hated people who concluded without knowing what was true or false
But I didn't hate you for concluding about me
I loved you once and I'll love you forever
I pray you never see this
Because it wouldn't make a difference to you anyway.....
Thanks for not listening