It's tragic To wonder what he sees when he is laughing
What he hears
How it makes him feel.
To wonder what he dreams
To wonder if he dreams in color
To be unsure of what he can do
To be scared for him
When no one is around
To be nervous when he is not around
To wonder if he has friends
To wonders what his friends mean to him
To wonder if he knows what I mean when I say
"I love you"
To wonder if he knows what he means when he says
"I love you"
To wonder what he sees when he is laughing
To wonder if he will ever be able to tell me.
Sometimes I feel just as trapped
As I think he is
Because I cannot free him from the world he lives in alone
And sometimes I feel guilty for assuming he feels less than.
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