attempts #2

[fistfuloftheory]

i don't talk much when it really counts,
i apologize
it's uncouth how i talk too much, too small,
otherwise

i eulogize you in present tense,
underhanded
i overstew you in my soup of woes and, still,
comes out bland-ed

you think me smug i know,
it's in your eyes
i hide my every limb from you and, here,
2 of 60 whys.