Condescention

I love the way you talk down to me
Like I'm an idiot
I don't understand your language
And you must speak in
Slow
Fractured
Sentences

I simply love the way you think you're so much better
And laugh at me below you
Like I've been watching your every step
Because that's all I do, isn't it?
Watch you
Be perfect

I adore how quick you are to point out my flaws
And don't worry,
I can't see you hiding
Behind your pointed fingers
I can't see your imperfections past my own
Of course not

And I love how you would take this literally
You can't hear the tongue in my cheek
Or the sneer in my smile
Because I'm trying not to scream at you
And you're just so much better than me.

Aren't you