Arguments are terrible but a dead line is worse
She says, say something even if it’s ugly
Let me know how you feel, please show me
But we can’t go by what we see or feel
A sudden twist, sharp turn, gambled risk
Variables stacked high in fog, tears mist
Choose your own adventure, choose your own drama
No time to pause so away with all commas
Are you speaking at all or am I dull of hearing
Heart harder than a prideful attitude refusing a much needed cleaning
Say something
Say something.