Good afternoon
May I shake you by the hand
I wouldn’t be so forward
To make an assumption
Not everyone cares for a touch
I mean no offense
But you look fascinating to my eyes
Such colors to wrap about yourself
Purple is a favored hue of mine
A merry layer of shades
Yet, your face shows concerns
The weight of so many woes
I would gladly listen
and, hopefully, it could ease the burden
My heart is heavy
Seeing you bent double
Troubles growing with time
Myself
I am a strange man
Closed off
Separate from others
Becoming full of expression
When the anonymity enfolds my identity
In person people can be uncomfortable
When shown care and concern
Suspicions spring to the mind
Disbelief overshadows compassion
Few know what to make of me
So many aspects of a person
My burdens are difficult as well
Perhaps we could lighten the pressure
If we walk together
Sharing out the stories
That drag us down
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