Distraction
People listen, but they never hear,
They look at your pain, yet hold their fear.
They nod their heads as if they know,
But deep inside, they never feel your sorrow.
They talk of wounds you never showed,
But walk away when your silence explodes.
They claim to care, but only see
Their own reflections in your misery.
People never understand your fight,
They only judge what’s in their sight.
They feel pity just to soothe their mind,
Not to comfort you or be truly kind.
So I learned to carry my storms alone,
To stitch my heart with my own tone.
For in a world so loud, so blind, so cold—
Only self-love keeps the soul consoled......
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