His mouth: though words are always falling from his lips, he isn’t saying anything

His brain: though he doesn’t work and seems not to understand anything, he knows so much

His emotions: though he says they don’t exist, you can see them residing in his eyes

His ambition: though directed towards the wrong things is so very evident


He can see so much

Hear so much

Feel so much

Do so much


But for some reason, even though he is so capable, he can’t see the secrets I hold in front of him

He can’t comprehend the feeling and thought I put into our conversations

He can’t do the simplest thing, like feel for me the way I feel for him


How can I be so loud and so quiet at the same time?