You don\'t read the words I say,
you ignore the feelings I show.
Misunderstand every single day,
you, I no longer feel like I Know.
The spine drips and seeps freely free.
I can see the stains in front of me.
But you won\'t listen to the words I write.
You turn your back to the wetness feel.
Look past the spine in your sight,
pretend it is fake and say it ain\'t real.