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