A Present, Your Present, My Present

I can see your wickedness from your smile

I can hear your sarcasm through your laugh

I can feel your sadness from miles away

And I can breathe the toxicity coming from your mask.

I can run as fast as I can

Yet you make it so I always come crawling back

This cycle had been going on for a while

So I kept hoping for the possibility of a crack

I can recognize your voice

In any given crowd

It used to be a gift

But it's nothing more than a nightmare now.