To feel the pain of a trapped mind, To rap the bars of an enclosed soul, To search the hole of a broken heart, An eternal pain it is. A word can hurt; insults sting. Nothing does more than those unseen. The damage unknown, not fixed, kept alive. The pain remaining, bleeding, and scarring. What have I done wrong? What mistake have I made? Have you some grudge against me unknown? What is that I am, you hate to your heart? So much that your trust does not come to me? Your words hurt me, like an arrow to heart. You’ll never know how hurt I am. You’ll think I’m selfish, weak and dumb. You won’t ever know what I truly feel. A life of mis-communication, So many things gone wrong. I don’t how to express my words, In person I feel suppressed. You say that I can speak my mind, But never have you told me, What terrible consequences that might come, And I still don’t know them yet. Do you think I can overcome the fear? I fear that I cannot. Will you give me the courage I need? I wish that you could. The pain of misunderstanding, Is a pain hard to fix. And even as it heals, A scar remains in place.