Same Old Talks

She looks at me with those tired eyes. I feel so sorry for her. She's trying so hard to make me see, to enlighten the darkness of my mind. she smiles again… tiredly, believing she'll fail everything if she fails with me. I smile back soothingly, 'it doesn't matter what happens, you know you tried'. I have to apologize for my imperfection again.
Sometimes, you forget to be a friend, and all I hear is your advices and your moralizations…I grow numb, and your words make no meaning in my head.
But if it makes you feel any better, I'll listen till I fade. I'll listen forever… It's the least I can do, when I can't give what you expect me to be.