Why won't you listen.
I know me talking is a common occurrence.
I know you're accustom to my meaningless words.
And I know they mean nothing to you.
Just tell me why you don't listen.
When my words rearrange into those of sorrow.
When my speech softens and voice shakes.
Especially when I pour out my anguish to you.
And why do I listen.
When I know my cracked phrases are replaced with yours.
When I know that apathetic look you throw my way.
And when I know that you will never care to return the favour.
Please just listen.
Accept the pitiful words that roll off my tongue.
Accept the cries for help wheezing out my throat.
Please just care for anything I have to say.
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Writing Collection
PoetryJust a bunch of extra poetry(?) and a few short stories here and there.