when

survivor road

when
will I be loved
for who I am
the good, bad, and indifferent
my writing and compositions
words and melody alike

when
will I be seen
and heard
recognized as intelligent
worthwhile
(even handsome?)
desirable

when
will someone
anyone
accept all that is here
help me forget the past
and live for a future
filled with love and promise

I suppose then
when
I love who I am
and who I can be
see the good
accept the talent
desire the man
lost in this shell of flesh
waiting on death

so then

never

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