You Say, I Say
We all talk and hear only what we want to hear
Words fly aimlessly, you type away
caught up by what you believe the other did or conveyed
Oh, did you listen?
No? Oh, only what fits with your relentless squabble?
The words that may be fitting
are tossed away, useless for your quest
Bickering and wanting to have the last word
You have to be the best
Stubborn fights with sentences
expressions and misused quotes
Ears are shut
Mouth wide open
Out flies mud
Spattering the walls, the floor, and your own outspoken
Tongue, that wants to parry with success
but doesn’t find a match
Mud will slide to the ground
Get hard and crack with no stable base
Fresh rain will wash away,
This feeble soil will drown
And return to nothing where your words once bounced
In the end, only silence, all the way through
let you speak, for whatever I say,
letting go is not something that you planned to do
I rest my case,
And you, please go away.
