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I scream, no sound comes out
And you can’t read lips
I watch my smile fade away
As you fail to really hear me
I know that you
Went though it too,
But it seems
That you forgot
Cause when I need
That understanding
That gentle nod
That “it will get better”
You leave,
Half close my door
There’s empty space
You’re supposed to fill
But instead
You watch
Like I’m some spectacle
If only you knew.
I can only
Make sound
When you’re not around
to listen
And now my lungs hurt
And I’m definitely not okay
And you’re supposed to save me
But you can’t figure out what’s wrong
So when it’s too late,
I hope you blame yourself.
