Do you care what I’m saying?
Or only about your responses?
Do you sit there…
Staring at my lips waiting for them to stop
Wishing every second that I’d finish my thought
Do you let you gaze wander…
Thinking about your calculated responses
Thinking about all your important ponders
Do you really think…
That you’re so much more important
That I’m not worth listening to
Maybe if I was deemed worthy…
You’d notice my voice slightly crack
You’d notice my smile doesn’t reach my eyes
If you’d stop listening to your voice…
You hear my secrets pleads to be heard
You’d see that I am breaking
Do you notice…
The way I’m sitting a tad too straight
The way I process each movement
That any wrong move and I will crack
Maybe you’ll think…
That you could ask me about it
That you can be that difference
But those thoughts drift away
And more important things fill your mind
I begin to consider…
What would happen if I let myself go?
What would happen if I let myself break?
Would the pieces get put back together?
Then I wonder…
If I should just tell you
If I should just ask for help
But instead…
I respond to the words you’ve spoken
Not knowing what I responded to
Too busy with the thoughts building up
But does it really matter?
Do you even notice?