Love Therapy

A measly $5 is too much for your attention.
Something I just crave the love and affection.

But you happen to be blind to my needs.
Apparently I need therapy.
I’m too much?
That’s what you’re telling me?
Maybe this is the payment for my bad deeds.

I cling to you unintentionally.
Observing your reactions in my memory.

But it seems as though this is pointless.
Or maybe I do need therapy.
Probably too much for anyone.
Could it really be me?
I need to erase my stress.

You have me second guessing my intentions.
Creating potential preventions.

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