December 19, 2014

have you no clue what you are not doing does

to me, who sees you not doing it and wonders

at my worth, at whether or not I am of value

to you, whom I have tried to impress in many

ways, and hoped you would sometime smile

upon me, blessing me with your care, and the

knowledge that you care, for me, but in not

doing what you are not doing you say nothing

to my value but that I have none, despite how

you may actually feel toward me in your mind

and the words I do not hear resound in pain