Thursday, June 9, 2011

Wishes

For all your talk of all the ways that you have made me.

You take little interest in who I am, who I might be

If you just gave me the chance to be free.

If you just listened, if you could take away all your hurt and anger and expectation

and just listen

Just once.

Instead of screaming, instead of making me guilty, instead of holding me to the ground.

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