inkling

twenty five

they go around and around and around 

an underlying crescendo 

of snide words and snappy comments and touchy nerves

until all of a sudden

they're yelling

until their voices are cracked and hoarse

so i roll my eyes

and leave the room

shoving my earphones in

but all i can hear

under their words is

ihateyouican'tstandyouidon'twanttolivewithyouyoudon'tunderstandistentomenoyoulistentome

WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN

and i've convinced myself i do nothing wrong 

but really? 

i'm just very good at pretending.