megan
listen to my silences
note the my
i tried.
that's about all i can say.
we passed a note and i said we could just move on and not
talk about it and i'd be fine with that cause i knew if i
wrote down how i felt, if i tried to explain what was
running through my mind, it'd either be ignored or i'd be
ignored.
what do you know, i was right.
she said no that wasn't gonna work so i told her. and now
things are back to the way they were. they had been
getting better.
question: who's being childish? i'm not saying i'm not.
i'm saying look in the mirror before you call names. i
know i did. and there's a reason that poem was called
blind to my own demise. congrats to english majors on
noting the my.
i'm not not talking to her. yes, there's a double negative
there, congrats to the english majors once again.
i make eye contact, she looks away.
will i involve myself in deep conversation? no. not at the moment
because i can't handle it. and she can't handle me.
do i regret anything i've done or said? at the moment, no,
because i have not been given a reason to.
but i tried.
no matter what i do
it won't ever be enough for you
if i try to explain
you'll ignore me all the same
so why do i bother and why do i care
and maybe i shouldn't try to be there
you wanted to know
you don't want to hear it though
and everything
is my fault again
final thought: sometimes you turn away and i am left here
wondering, where did i go
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