Friday 29 March 2013

I am not their child

My mouth, I open to speak
But the words fall on ears, deaf.
Words come out of their own,
I'm silenced.

Look I do, hopeful
Hoping to catch an eye.
Invisible I am to see.
I cry.

Hurt they do not see,
Words they do not hear.
I do not exist to them.
I am not their child.

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