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Never Whole

A rant

Never Whole

It is so hard to separate logic and feeling 
When you try to make them understand but their compassion is fleeting 
Although my words are rational 
Their senses are deceiving 
And how do you reason to their better nature
When you are not worth an ear to spare
Because they look down on you 
There is no logic there 
I roam this world like a cripple in despair 
Because I am not truly whole under your judging glares
Yet if I make a Suggestion of equal affairs;
That I’m not so different from you,
You don’t care
And it looks as though I will always be 
Second from the first - of which you are -
Oh would you like me to bow?
Your highness supreme
You who knows best 
You stupid shit 

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Gwendoline

Hello Raquel 
it’s always hard when those close seem to misunderstand us, to make us feel judged wrongly because they don’t appear to listen. Ranting/writing can definitely help. I hope it helped you today. I could feel your inner suffering in this write 
All the best
Gwen x 

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Tony Taylor

Hello RAQUEL!.......I can feel the pain being suffered within the declarative phrasing used here....it is truly compelling....and like Gwendoline said.....I do hope that writing.....getting it all out.....helps a bit when having to deal with it head on!!......ALL STARS!!.....keep writing dear poet sister.....you've got skills!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

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