Conversations only happen in my mind,
my thoughts don't reach the surface to even
hit the air.
Bubbles only sitting and bouncing,
behind my eyes.
I want to ask you what you think,
but it wouldn't matter to me anyway.
So, I don't speak.
I'm wondering why
do you still keep talking to me?
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 10:28 PM UTC
Conversations only happen in my mind,
my thoughts don't reach the surface to even
hit the air.
Bubbles only sitting and bouncing,
behind my eyes.
I want to ask you what you think,
but it wouldn't matter to me anyway.
So, I don't speak.
I'm wondering why
do you still keep talking to me?
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