Mute... Poem by Ryan Monroe

i dont know why i walk in the door,
knowing that you have something to say,
my lips are sealed and you i ignore,
you say you care, but it seems youre in the way...

the look i see on your face,
it isnt one of pride or honor,
its one of disgust and disgrace,
in your eyes im already a goner.

i am slowing beginning to understand,
its not me you see, you see yourself,
fix yourself youve got the dead hand,
dont try to leach, im by myself....