No Understanding Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

No Understanding



Settling back, letting things flow by as I watch them pass.
Feeling a sadness, because I realize that no one understands
who I am or why I write incessantly.
They just say, Hi, not wanting to talk, thinking I'm too
profound or deep for them.
If they'd take the time they'd see how simple I really am.
It's just my intellect, standing in the way again.

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