Dust

I'd rather have the silence.
Then your strung out old fake words.
I'm tired of looking through dust.

Tired of looking at all.

If you want me then I can try to understand,
But don't act like you do,
and then suddenly walk away.
As if nothing happened.
As if you don't even know me.

I'd rather be alone,
Than share my secrets.
Than turn to your worthless sympathy.

You were never worth a conversation.
You were never worth an introduction.
You were never worth becoming a person to me.