I am constantly,
Disappointed,
It's my own fault though,
For hoping.
I am constantly,
Shocked,
I only have myself to blame,
I should know you better.
I keep being completely,
Blind-sided,
By your level of desperate Tom Fuckery,
It's honestly embarrassing on your behalf.
I am constantly left,
Speechless,
It's just so incredibly insane,
The temper tantrums you throw and then blame me for.
You have nothing,
Literally,
You have no meaningful connections,
Nothing to your name yet you refuse to even look at the possibility that the problem is and always has been, you.
I pity you,
In a way I have never pitied anyone before,
You have every resource available to you,
Yet you CHOOSE not to grow.
Even the most simple of minds can see,
The level of self inflicted unhappiness you continue to wallow in,
It is a choice to not develop self awareness or empathy,
You choose to be the man you are today and I am ashamed!
Imagine how successful and fulfilled you would be,
If you listened to the first psychologist or even the third or forth that told you you lacked empathy?
How far you may have come if you had started three years ago when you still had a family?
I watch you throw it all away and there is nothing I can do but be constantly disappointed by you!
