That look
It makes me fear
and axoius
all at the same time
No words
just stares
grunts
actions
happy
then sad
angry and mad
no reasons
just cuz
bipolar love
not much fun
words would help
but i get none
wish i knew why you felt this way
why you chose this day
out of all
today
did i say something worse than usual
cuz i can't recall
an answer would be nice
a conversation
but no
just wishful thinking i suppose
these actions are as good as its gonna get
read them closely
treat them as words
they can tell alot more
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