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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Shoes arent named by the road they walk down, so why must I be? Dont name me by my steps Why are the sympoms punished, instead of the sickness cured? Heal my hurting heart Why when someone extends their pointer finger, does their inner eye go blind? Ironic When torn at, day by day, by the haunting demons of change, torture to what range, losing the foundation I've grown so strong on. With the worst ways watering down the pitiful pain from this pathetic person, fear fights, to lose face and fail. If my fault is all you seek, then no wonder you see a freak. with holes in heart, must be so bleak. for they have been there all along you prefer to turn a blind eye to belong. returning to our twisted family song. Hurricanes of blame words unspoken of shame Fear to be hurt. complaining about the extrovert. Loads of qualitatively weighted labels waiting for another to tun the table. So what will it take? is it as easy as removing the one with the most mistakes? I'll admit it I have my faults yet, I'm not alone in this waltz. So dont repel this broken heart acting like you have no part. I claim my time as the Black sheep of this family. I accnowlage my brain's anomaly. watching you struggle against it, must be so frustrating. yet, Have you come to think of the one in it. seeing your words through a lens unknown in any of your parenting books. At what point do the lables you cheered over sink in? I want to learn. I want to change. I slipped. so, teach me to stand, with more than just the back of your hand. My ears are open, so please fill them with more than yelling. My heart is open, so please fill it with more than knives. I love you from head to toe. I love you close or far. Busy busy busy or right here playing with you. I love you.
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