Fractured

I am quite fractured when we are detached. When you have feelings I can not touch, I am concerned more than you realize About that. And that's a fact. I can not force you to communicate, If you believe I'm impatient. And it is with patience I wait. I hate it when you begin to assume. And those assumptions you use, Just create more confusion. And I am not having that on my plate. I am quite fractured when we are detached. When you have feelings I can not touch, I am concerned more than you realize About that. And that's a fact. But I am not going to do flips and roll on my back. I've done that before. Not to do that anymore. No matter who you tell, How well you have me trained! And I respond to your commands, Without demands. I can be fractured, And heal from that. But a fool I will not allow you in me to see! Just to have your needs pleased. To leave me at ease and in peace. But still confused... If it was something you heard I did not say. Did I should not have done. Or didn't do I could for you. Or... Do I not hesitate to keep my lips sealed. And my eyes fixed and in place, Staring into space. Getting as much benefit from that as possible.