it's not like

YOU were there or anything. it's not like you really heard what happened. nor did i really. things just have been passing me up lately. leaving me on the road lonely and sad. it's not like i was fully paying attention or anything. when you told me that i was a sick, sad, horrible human being. i was actually tuning you out listening to the frozen birds singing and squealing. i hope you know, i hope you wonk i hope you know, that i am very tired of the same old thing, and i am very tired of hearing you, pestering you, smelling you, and touching you. because it's not like, you actually WANT it. you don't NEED it. nor do i. it's not like, i actually look at you and automatically want to be you. because your drawings, they..they don't MEAN anything. they're not significant at all. they don't really paint a picture in my mind, you can't even paint. i just started to and you suck. you act like you have a creative key to your mind and you can think of anything. it's not like, you're you're some type of GOD. well, are you?