I see you friend.
The way you wear that heavy cloak of pain.
Most people can’t see it, can they?
I’m sorry for its weight.
I’m sorry for its invisibility.
I see you.
I see you trying your best.
Being judged for your moods when your world is crashing around you
in the weight of all you carry.
They do not hesitate to blame you and add to your burdens.
Blocking your path making you turn around and go the long way.
I see you.
I see how much fortitude it takes, how much running in painful circles.
The game is rigged against us my friend.