How Many.

I'm sorry that I
couldn't be
a constant -
constantly
on repeat.

Singing you
a three syllable song

But
how many times
do we have to silence
ourselves?

That we're not running this
down the drain
And we can give it one
more day?

How many times
do I have to say
I'm fine,
I'm fine,
I'm fine
for you to know
that it's a lie?

How many words
will it take
to make
you remember
my birthday?

How many people
can listen to me
now
but somehow
not know that
this is

about you?

How many times,
will
I
justify?