Never had seen such piercing stare.
Makes me wonder what you have in there.
Sad, are you?
So I drift in the emptiness of your smile,
In the hollowness of your words.
Spent, are you?
So I drown in the depth of your sigh,
In the weight of your silence.
Stiff, are you?
So I shrink in the demand of your grip,
In the limits of your ideals.
Stuck, are you?
So I struggle in the burden of your denial,
In the truth of your misery.
I know what you are.
I’m willing to accept you.
But the question
Is, are you?