Ironically, I cannot be indifferent to indifference.
Because it’s not what I am,
because I wasn’t raised to accept and understand such things,
because I refuse to believe that’s the only way.
Ideally, I wish I could love and be loved in return.
Because I wanted to be part of it,
because I was so lonely and sad.
Sadly, I’ve been hurt and I’ve felt the pain of it.
Because it didn’t make me angry,
because instead it went through my heart.
Honestly, I know I’ve tried and that is not up to me anymore.
Because I can’t change how people feel
because I am who I am
Thankfully, I know I’m not alone, that I’m strong, that I’m good.
Because I’m surrounded by caring souls,
because I pray for their joy and love.
Happily, I have love in my family and friends, so much love.