סקיצות מחיים דיספונקציונליים

What is true is true.
Sometimes after you break something
You can’t always fix it.
Or you can’t always fix it right.
And something is broken inside of me.
Something broke.
You called and said you were so busy
And you apologized I guess three times
And the first thing you said
was that you weren’t neglectful on purpose
AHA
Should I believe you?
We who are trained
To craft words carefully and read between the lines
to look at black and consider that it’s really white
We don’t just take words face value
So are you shitting me?
Who cares anyway.
You can’t persuade me with you’re sincere tone anymore
You were working morning till night all this time?
Really? In the weekend?
Good for you. But I am not sorry for you
Actually, I hope that if you are fasting these days
That you suffer twice. Be working and hungry too.