So you feel that stain of dried up discussions without weight

It's that feeling you will not have to destroy

It's that feeling that you will not have to ignore

The dirty walls

So you've been plagued, but is everything okay

I cannot bear the shallow words they throw

It's that feeling that you will not have to employ

It's that feeling that you will not

It's got to go

This conversation is going nowhere

It's transparent as ****

This conversation must be over

Because all I see is mud