I will no longer try to make you concerned.
I will no longer quiz you on the lessons I thought you learned. 
I will no longer require your sympathy. 
Or assume you want real answers to your problems when you vent to me. 
I will no longer acknowledge, or venerate shame 
When you constantly revel in throwing dirt on my name.
Rationalize your reasons, deflecting the cause.
Who are your parents? Were you raised at all?
Found warmth in the page...it's there when I need it
A pen can only stain so much when you bleed it.