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Disdained I speak what words of comfort I can.Disdained by ~delta-recon13
I tell you my stengths, my weaknesses.
I say how I feel, what I love and what I hate.
But am I really speaking? Am I mute?
Or am I just not being heard?
Or am I being ignored?
I act with careing gestures.
I help those in need with my stengths.
I show those I care for how much I do.
Am I really moving? Am I paralyzed?
Or am I just not being seen?
Or am I being avoided?
I love with all my heart.
She is what keeps me going in troubled times.
I remind her all the time.
But am I being loved? Is that even possible?
Or am I just not being regarded?
Or am I being neglected?
