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I watch you watching her. Your eyes sparkle with gleeful pride. Where is the Joy When you gaze on me? How can a word Or an action left undone Leave me limp, Lonely, While surrounded by kin? I'm not him. I can't be him. I'm not you either Despite your wishes. But I am Chief. I can fill every corner Of our home with my Woeful song And multitudes will cry with me. My words calm fears Or incite action. Laughter and smiles Follow in my wake. But, from you, I get Pointed platitudes and cool calculation. Why don't you love me? |