Lack of Energy

Slipping through the door

Before you slammed the gas

Books jumbled on my lap

Fumbling with my seat belt

Silence

Tension

Awkward

I don't ask

Simply opening my page

and immersing myself somewhere else

But you won't have that

Seething, you yank me in with questions

Noticing that I didn't ask for explanations

You prod there, why?

I didn't want this obviously

I try to keep quiet

Yes, it's about me you bite

I'm supposed to respond here, but can't

You still poke at why I don't question you

or offer possible reasons, apologize?

I tried to avoid this because

I don't have the energy

for another one.

What a week.