My words don’t always make sense to people. They don’t quite hear me. Like I’m a song played backwards, my message is there, but needs to be deciphered and heard from another perspective. Scattered faces of confusion. Deaf to me. Depressing and it makes me hold back. But here and there, a look of recognition. And I know, the gravity of what I say still makes an impact on some. Is all I ask. I don’t speak for everyone. Just those who listen.
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