swirling angst in silence that i did not deserve you know, you know the fragile heart but chose not to investigate this; which leads me to believe and to attach guilt to myself
this was my fault, clearly this was my fault, clearly
smiling was my curse, my crime shaking to cry was my intent i am the shame you've all placed upon me over and over, layered in quiet
i try to stop the way today that i was leaning yesterday it will not shake the sense in me it will not make you reach for me
i get what i deserve, each and every time brutal, blunt, groping with false comfort or peaceful disinterest doled out over the hours