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You still think you're right
You haven't changed at all
After all this
What's in my head might as well be a phantom
You're going ahead with your life
Damn the torpedoes

You never understood me
I don't think you wanted to
I don't even think you could
You treated me like a glass toy
Amusing but easy to break
Little mind that never could stretch to fit reality

People without sensitivity
Dismiss sensitive people
People who sense subtlety dismiss
Others who live blindly
We never made it work at all
Now I'm supposed to put it behind me

With our child's picture here to remind me.