Vacant Stare

It's been too long.
I sing the same song.
Full of the same words
that have always been wrong.

I sat with a vacant stare.
Quick to fill my cup.
You were right there
and I didn't even get up.

So when I do get the nerve
will you be around?
Will I deal with rejection?
Would I be deaf to the sound?

Wrote it on paper.
Thought it'd be safer...
Than to say it aloud
on my face with a stapler.

Fine print for everyone to read.
Faced with a vacant stare.
Emotions on my sleeve.
Too stoned to care.