Do you not question?

Do you not question,
Why you are the only one at her side?
Does it ever cross your mind,
That she may have something to hide?

Our voices are clearly nothing,
They fall on deaf ears.
It is as though nothing can reach you,
Nothing can make you see,
Especially not our tears.

My head is full of questions,
Every single day.
Do you just not let yourself hear them?
And hope they will go away?

I no longer look at you,
And see the figure I should.
I don't think we will ever reconcile,
I no longer believe I could.

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