they could not see me
they gauged me at the cover
with out even looking twice
Like I was unwanted
Not even worth their time
Not even worth a hello
Like a broken record
Some would call my name
I would look but they
Would not look back
Always away from me
Like I had a illness
a mental disorder
a unlikely surface
But I kept it all
To my self never to let it go
but I moved on in life
and never looked back
I am a new cover now
I wonder how I will be judged
as I watch others
Be judged around me
their is no hope
Wow, Richard! What a thoughtful, person poem. Thank you for taking the time to reflect on this and share our thoughts and feelings. I am impressed!
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