I hear you talk,
I see your lips moving.
The shape of your mouth forming letters after letters.
I smile and agree.
Eyes crinkle with mirth,
My voice booms in the space between us and the silence of the universe.
I see you,
I hear you,
But do I really?
I'm there, but I'm not.
I feel, but I don't.
I smile, when I feel pain
And I talk when I'm not sure what to say.
It's not me you're talking to,
But my body responding to you,
Like an autopilot.
Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 12:46 PM UTC
I hear you talk,
I see your lips moving.
The shape of your mouth forming letters after letters.
I smile and agree.
Eyes crinkle with mirth,
My voice booms in the space between us and the silence of the universe.
I see you,
I hear you,
But do I really?
I'm there, but I'm not.
I feel, but I don't.
I smile, when I feel pain
And I talk when I'm not sure what to say.
It's not me you're talking to,
But my body responding to you,
Like an autopilot.
#i didn't intend to publish this. But here you go...awkward silence#. #autopiltot
