I look around,
see the crowd
unconcerned as
they go about.
There's not a word,
A 'how are you today?'
A 'is everything well?'
is too much to ask.
All the dedication
the diligent support
Not a peep of
acknowledgement
or appreciation
Why did I get made
the way I am
what genes got me
into this shape
I close my eyes,
just for a moment
I wait, I get nothing.
