Callous words they cut deep
Not just random but on repeat,
Tear at the soul when they reach
It’s an imperfect way to speak,
It lacks empathy and caring
And after a while it gets so wearing,
Builds up annoyance in those it’s aimed at
Resentment then grows deep inside,
I know this I’ve had it in my life
Spoken too as if I don’t matter,
Like somehow I am not worth their time
Do they think that I don’t notice,
Do they think somehow I am blind
Not sure they care and that’s so unkind.
fauxcroft 
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