#Poetry:”I didn’t Understand…”

I am 32 years old,

and I didn’t understand.

I didn’t understand why as a kid,

they mistreated me.

I am 32 years old

And I didn’t understand

Because I have suffered.

I am 32 years old

And I didn’t understand,

because they still consider me,

as if you were worth less,

as if you were

the village idiot.

 

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I am 32 years old,

and I didn’t understand,

because I can’t be

what I want.

I can not have

What I want…

And, apparently,

not what others want.

I am 32 years old,

and they always crushed me,

everywhere.

Almost as if you were

A fucking monster.

I am 32 years old

And I didn’t understand love.

Maybe I looked for it the wrong way,

maybe it doesn’t exist,

but I, I keep looking for it.

I am 32 years old,

and I’m tired.

I didn’t understand maybe

nothing-

Maybe, just myself,

in those periods,

where I was not

full of problems,

of trauma,

of fears.

Kidnapped,

by the strength of the changes.

I am 32 years old,

I do not understand.

And maybe, I am writing for this,

my stories:

to try to understand it,

in a better way.

Italian version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/07/05/poesianon-ho-capito/

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