Poem: You Ask Me Why

You Ask Me Why


If I explained it,
you would not understand,
would lose sympathy,
would judge me,
my feelings, my
actions and reactions.
It is always what you do,
when I explain myself
it is an opportunity
for you to point out
just how wrong
you know I am.

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