“You asked me to call
to always ask for help
to scream
to sing it out
dance out
when I finally had nothing else to do
when I gathered my strength

I asked
and you said I was bothering you
that I have no problems
that it was offensive to be so open
that it was said wrongly
this is not pain

I know nothing about pain
how could I know anything
I am too young
too old
too closed
too open
too white
too complicated
too simple

so I stopped asking…
and waters closed
there was a hand
and promised light…” Ch.J.

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