Who knows what he thinks?
What he feels?
Who knows why he cries when he doesn’t know why himself?
Who knows why he draws a picture that he is scared of?
To live in his world
When there is no fear, but the poster on the wall
That’s all?
To live in his world
Where he is taunted for being himself
And that’s all?
To live in his world
Where he is only scared by the hair on his plate
Is that all?
Over capacity with feelings and emotions that he does not understand
I know not what he thinks
I know not what he feels
I just try and comfort him
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