THERAPY SESSION

fifty-four » w e c a n ' t

can't help but wonder
if i'll wait till the weekend
or silently ponder
if there's a "we can't"

can't help but ask
if you still want me
or if you wear a mask
to hide that you're sleepy

tired of me.

and i can't help but cry
when you don't talk
you escaped to the sky
must be relieving to walk

away from me.

i'm not going to
blindly trust the words you say
when you make me assume
someone else, she, may

receive them too.