Letters for No One: 19. To you.
To you, whose voice remained unheard for years
mouth stitched forcefully
they say I don't make sense
they say I'm sensitive
and that I should let things be
To you, whose dreams are distant to touch
musings shut down completely
they say I am no great
they say I won't live to meet them up there
and that I should settle on the ordinary
To you, whose mind is a mess
brain turned off, away from reality
they say I feel a lot
they say I don't make any sense
and that I am making a big deal out of everything
Know that I'm with you
You got me as I got you
I feel you
you can definitely reach out a hand
I'd willingly take them
accompany you
'til you no longer need one.