Category : Poems

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They just don't get it,

They just don't understand.

They can't see through the eyes

Of a tired, broken man.

They don't see the war being waged,

The battles inside his head,

Or that he doesn't get any rest

Each night he goes to bed. 

They don't understand his silence 

When he used to speak,

Or why his outlook of things

Has become so awfully bleak.

All they see before them

Is a grizzled, tired man.

And I suppose that I can't blame them,

After all, they just don't understand. 


-J.Simpson