I hear every word
The things you never say and the words you think are left unheard
A parallel emerges
Between a convoluted mind and an organized mess
The thought haunts me that you fail to address
The fact you pick apart
Everything I built to be stable
The words I picked because it was the only way I was able
To communicate in a way I thought you would understand
But no, you argue in a way so passive aggressive and bland
Leaving me to speculate while I depart with no trace
In your head
The same head locked in hypothetical bracelets