I say nothing (Really this time)

Peaple pride themselves, on how well
they play the game.

I'll stab your back, you stab mine.

( Hey they would do the same to me, right? )
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And I say nothing.


Whispers sear the flesh on my back,
and run goosebumps up my arms.

( As if I can't here them from behind me )
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And I say nothing.


The blame on the floor is swept
in my direction.
By anyone, and everyone who can get
their hands on a broom.

( I'll cough up the dust for days )
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And I say nothing.


Cars dart in & out, and cut in front
of my older, slower, less-expensive vehicle.

( Half of them give me the finger )
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And I say nothing.


I collapse on the couch, wanting
to cry, or scream, or strangle someone.

( If only I could afford the time )
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And I say nothing.


My daughter, crawls onto my lap.
She looks into my eyes, and asks
" what's wrong daddy?"

( I feel a smile welling inside me )
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and I say,
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nothing.