So much pain …

There is so much pain in not being able 

to share my madness

with people who might one day

see it virtue, not

a pain.

And right now, 

the people who live with me

tolerate and belittle me;

without caring to

or intending to.

Not even in that is time fully

dedicated to the wondrous 

things we all might do.

And so it is hurtful

and curtful 

and badful:

and so 

I so wish 

there was someone not afraid 

of what I am 

and might and can, and some 

day good 

could be for yous.

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