sometimes you get to the point where you've put up with all that you can...


On the Wayside Again

Neither Heard

Understood

Or Respected

I'd much rather be rejected

The pain and frustration

Busts my concentration

Do you hear me?

I know I've spoken

Your grand ignorance

Is my only love token

Your gift to me

my painful penalty

Do you hear me?

No....

You don't.



Poetry by Only1way2go
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Written on 2013-05-01 at 07:45

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This is a powerful write, frustration bursting at the seams. I especially like:

Your grand ignorance

Is my only love token
2013-05-01