Even when I don't say a word
you judge me
over things I never said
How do you read my mind
when there are no questions in my eyes?
Can you hear my rage over imperfections
of your voice
I want to walk away from you
and sit elsewhere in solitude
But I do not
Because I know it will hurt you
you are not strong
I continue to sit there
and listen
waiting for you to end your twaddle
Had you looked closely
you would see the tight fist in my lap
ready to strike your lower jaw
just to shut you up
But you see only a faint tight-lipped smile
Even when I don't say a word
you judge me
over things I never said
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