i don't know how to explain it to you so that you would understand..
i've imagined starting this conversation a thousand times and each time, it ends in tensed jaws and clenched fists,
it ends in you asking me why why why not?
and me, never being able to answer you.
some things don't have an answer, you see...some things just are.
take responsibility, have respect
of the plans you have made, of the time you must keep.
there is no pride in getting away with things you know are wrong
there is no pride in having someone having to practice patience with you,
in someone being forgiving to a fault with you.
there is no pride in making up excuses and passing them off as truth and personality quirk
there is no pride in a lack of please and thank you and i'm sorry
but some things i cannot tell you.