Quiet.

Because he never listens to me. (I'm not a poet.)

Please tell me what happened today.
I want to know what you did,
who you saw,
or anything quirky you have to say.
You think a lot, don't you?
I guess that's okay.
Of course it is, I'm the same way.
Hey--
Are you okay?
Did something happen today?
Did someone drag you down yesterday?
Was it something that one of us had to say?
Please come back.
I don't want you to fade away.
Without you I wouldn't be okay--
I might not even be here today.
I hate worrying about you this way,
but I do it every day.
Please tell me that you're okay.
Please tell me what happened today.
Please say what ever you have to say.
I JUST WANT YOU TO BE OKAY