Why do the people you trust not trust you?
Why don’t they tell you anything?
Why are they always afraid you’ll be mad at them, but you won’t?
Why are the people you’re there for not there for you?
Why can’t they just be accepting?
Why do they keep secrets from you that are about you?
Why, just why, do they have to be this way?
The Middle Seat 
Who wrote this! It’s amazing! But if you would like to stay anonymous thats fine!
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