isn’t it funny how someone
who never ever crosses your mind
could be thinking of you, obsessed
consumed with love, guilt, hatred,consumed with thoughts of you
you try to hurt me, but you don’t understand
you’re a child,
a nothing,grasping at straws to try to
what exactly are you trying to do to me?
embarrass me? oh, child,
i’ve been through things you could never think of
i’ve been down, humiliated, stepped on
your foolish attempts to hurt me are
flatteringbecause
you’re reminding me that
whether for good reasons or bad,*you care about me.
and knowing that,
you can never bring me down.
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Seems like a teacher addressing his/her student :p
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Reminds u of somethng 
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Tarjuma please 
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Who would you call a child then?!?! my boss?
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Who would you call a child then?!?! my boss?
Correction .. i am not a child :p
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Not you pagal!
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English 
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Not you pagal!
thanks :p
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teachers se help lein 
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teachers se help lein :p
teacher ki sun leta to angrez hota :p
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nicee :k:
But poet uss insan k brey mai aik poem likh ke bhi wohi sabit ker raha hai k kaheen na kaheen he/she cares tubhi itni zehmat kee
so in other words we can say poet ne apne aap ko bhi describe kiya hai isi poem mai