Thanks For Nothing

Thanks for nothing

our talk was barely more than a waste

you told me you had no idea why I hurt

showing disdain and apathy to my face.

 

Certain aloofness you show

almost like one acting in a play

denying you did anything wrong

and you have nothing to say.

 

Telling me there was nothing

that you had to address 

meant you totally ignored

what had me in utter duress.

 

How low can one reach

while claiming love is there

but somehow has no idea

what it is I've begged to share.

 

I have come to the conclusion

you dump so much in a pit

so you can close the door

and never have to deal with it.

 

There is no way you can

possibly make me believe

you have no idea why I hurt

or feel this constant grieve.

 

If that is what you honestly

want me to understand

then you must be telling

I'm just another crazy man.

 

Not after over and over pointing out

how you treat me with disrespect

The only conclusion I can draw

is that is purposeful neglect.

 

You are a full grown woman

in no way a budding child.

Yet, you can look me in the eye

and spew words of such revile.

 

Games baby, you deny you play

you'd rather make me believe

it must be in my mind the crap

or its some sort of pet peeve.

 

Uh, uh no more of this mess

my feelings are more than dust

and I will not allow you to continue

treating me as if had turned to rust.

 

The time is now, dear lady

join me in making this union real

or call it quits all together today

painful emotions will not be concealed.

 

Thanks for nothing

our talk was barely more than a waste

you told me you had no idea why I hurt

showing disdain and apathy to my face.

 

Del Cano 2008 June