So you want me to care?
You don't know what this means to me.
You say you want me to care?
This talking feels like pulling teeth.
You're ripping out your hair,
that doesn't look good to me.
Why don't you scale your reaction appropriately?
Just because my dispositions flat doesn't mean that I don't feel the
packing pushing massive weight of stress that over time congeals.
Even then I find it hard to justify the rage that you take out on everyone
just to help subside your pain.
What about my pain?