Why We Never Talk, Pt. 2

You talk to me like I'm necessary,

As though I am made of greatness,

When you are just overly grateful.

You talk to me like a son,

Though you hardly need another one,

Though you're likely far too young.

You talk to me like a person

For absolutely no reason,

At any and every time.

You ask me why we never talk,

and I don't answer.