and how are you?

I can't focus on the objectives ahead,
I am still receiving the scars they're giving.
Reviewing what happened and what was said,
bandaging my thoughts trying to be forgiving.
Tears cleaning my hands and all that implies,
staying to the side so it's not me they see.
Speaking whispers I'm using a shadows lies,
I'm hiding openly with my thoughts binding me.

and how are you?