With self-righteousness,
says, "You're a lot more draining"
And pretends he's not
The issues are not
the same, nor is the way we
deal with them
He lifts bars and takes
without giving me the weight
of my owned problems
Selfishly martyred,
he brings pain to the table,
hiding it under
With cool facade, while
throwing my life in my face,
takes like it's his share
He finds his own faults,
because I am accepting,
to be less stressful
He compares unlike
side by side and judges harsh
using the same stick
He doesn't know me
as I thought he always has,
The way I know him
I tried to free him
because I saw what he took
so he could let go
I'd rid him of me
and in return, he gave me
a confused aching
I'd caused him more pain
But when I tried to share it
He just took that too
He doesn't realize
he is hurting me as well
to the same degree
His mixing measure,
so black and white, kills colors.
without seeing them
I am reflection
my view is prismatic light
taken for granted
Equality is
not so quantifiable
it can be measured
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