If That's what you think is best without voice,
without thought, something's wrong unexpressed.
Spoken out loud,
leading some one else to decide what is best.
Questioned by you are like me justice is.
Would you then?
Independent of thought afraid of what comes,
unspoken word's would explain.
Is something wrong about pain other's like?
Left to guess where inside it comes from.
Those are gross form's,
behavior caused by another when known.
When justice when claimed is ignored by those and
does not come we're ignored.
Ignored mental pain, cause and effect, unable
to speak, unaddressed.
How could such pain when seen by those with
the pen,
causing the pain blind affect.
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