Crying a lot with no tears. Telling me I’m wrong or was it the hearing that is gone. I hurt til I don’t with everything gone but showing up pure gang-busters just the same. She promised me I’d grow so I came to this place. Now I’m trivialized to make this rhyme. My disgrace. Was told to not “my” but there was you. Then knew I was different. Knew i was prideful and full of sin. You became my forgiveness. Will forever be.