Mind Games
Tiny changes in your voice
A random, lifted brow
I know, though, not by choice
You’re screaming without the shout
The manner of which you walk
And fashion you choose to talk
Are tell tell signs and I’m not blind
Just admit, it’s me, at fault
I felt your sheer, dismay
And, though you refuse to say
I pled with you, to speak the truth
Once again, you chose to play
These relentless, haggard games
Poke and tease my inner flame
Now I cry. You’re clueless, why
I’m weighed down by this shame
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