Unstable Conversation

You’re broken
And it’s pressing down on me
I’ve got nowhere else to go
So I turn to you and smile
Taking in all your fanatical logic
Listening to you rant and rave
I wonder if anyone has ever
Looked at me
The way I’m looking at you now
I stop the negative thoughts
To mirror my outward appearance inside
So my true feelings do not emanate
Out of my telling eyes and mistakenly reveal
How broken you really are


Copyright © 2009 N.E. Tasker

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