They Still Don’t Understand

I don’t know
What more to do
To explain to people
What I go through
 
I have written poems
Of light and dark
To show the battle
That goes on in this heart
 
I have revealed
Pulled back the curtain
Of how writing
Makes vague emotions certain
 
How it turns wisps of clouds
Into blocks of stone
So I can break them down
And move them on
 
But still they don’t understand
Still it is not clear
It is almost enough
To bring me to tears
 
Now I realise
That they can’t understand
Until they see the results
In me first hand



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