talking to myself

It feels like drowning
when you take my words
and drop them
I don't know where they go
but I know you can't understand them
It feels like strangulation,
the endless waiting
You're close
but I can't make you mine
It's like hearing the same song
but it sends us
two different places
Well
I've known this song my whole life
and you're just now hearing it
Does it sound stale,
over-rehearsed, over-produced?
I'm sorry
but I only have one version
and I sing every line
to an apathetic audience
Maybe I like it this way--
to be misunderstood
and to feel the constant drowning,
life slipping away
I'm hopeless
I've been this way for too long
but there's something
in the back of your eyes
that tells me I'm close.