The rest is silence, which you speak

The rest is silence, which you speak
with words that more resemble mercury
than letters, at least that’s what you say
when you explain
that I’m lost
and don’t exist to be found.

I can be obvious as a lie
standing in a field of facts
and you no longer believe I can blend in
of course, neither do I.

I had already decided
it had to be time for you to champion
my flaws, march under a banner proclaiming my weakness
find anyone to support the petition
declaring my failure.

Even I wanted to sign up.