Scott Thompson Poet Rhyme

Am I Insane

If  I were there, I would not be unspoken.  I would stitch your heart, even if mine was broken. 
 
But the fact is, I can't see.  I have had no sight of it, I've  cut down that tree.

My silence is a weapon, for when I'm afraid.  I try not to lost control, I try not to hate

My love for the broken, my numbness to pain.  I don't  under stand it, I can't be insane.
 
 the people are hurting, but I'm there all the same, my heart crumbles, when they cry out my name

To see things my way, to hear my point of view, is to show you, that I suffer like you.

When they won't hear it, but they cry for help. I sit and wonder, how do I get out

They say I'm a peace keeper, they say that I should, but they don't understand, I would if I could.

What peace do I make, what help do I do, when they won't 
Listen, to even the truth,

Now to me that sounds like, a personal hell,   because that's where they give you, a purpose that can't be fulfilled. 

But I'll keep on trying, it's what I'm used to, and maybe one day, I'll make a break through

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