Filling my lungs with the silent sighs,
Smiling wide, clenching teeth, shining eyes.
While they talk profoundly about how they feel,
You notice how they let empathy suffer demise.
They’re busy predicting their own fate and others’,
But, how will they seal?
Even if a kind word crosses my ear
would it matter if it is enough to heal?
Devouring a plateful of burnt misapprehensions
with hypocrisy on the rocks,
It takes me no time
to find that I am fluent in paradox.
The words rise from the floors of my stomach
and reach the tip of my tongue just to alter.
Fiery anxiety rising from the pit in my belly,
indifference cloaking it with a simple “Never been better”
But does it matter anymore
if my reaction is just a hoax?
As I act upon my indifference,
I find that I am fluent in paradox.
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