The Blurred World Around Me
I pay attention to your mouth, then you turn away to look somewhere else.
You keep talking but I don't understand, I just hear mumbling.
Then the sound stops and you're looking at me like you want a responce, but all I can say is "what?"
You're annoyed I can tell, and you repeat yourself very slowly like I'm stupid.
Making ridiculous hand gestures that, I guess is your version of sign language.
You happen to look down while you're talking and I miss the last part.
When I ask you to repeat the last few things you said, you huff, "Nevermind!"
I guess it's not worth the effort.
I know I'm hard of hearing, but I do have feelings.
I want to hear what you have to say, But I can't if you're constantly looking away.
Sometimes I pick stuff up and sometimes I don't.
But in my opinion, if you were mind friend,
You wouldn't mind making some consessions to help me understand.
All you have to do is look at me.
Please, am I not worth the effort to talk to?
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