I just wanted a hand to unlock the prison of my little dreams and let them soar.
I just wanted an ear to listen to my rambling thoughts each day.
I just wanted a smile to set free the laughter bottled deep within.
I just wanted a glance to lighten the burden of my endless chores.
I just wanted a touch to tell me that I truly mattered in your life.
I just wanted the conversations where my voice, too, could find a place.
I just wanted to raise the curtain of my life, buried beneath the storms of your demands.
So I learned to love without being held, to speak without being heard, and, slowly, to survive in the silence between us.
For deep within, I knew Respect cannot bloom where one voice must always drown.
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