Time after time,
I speak to no one.
Sharing my thoughts,
For what?
To whom?
No one hears.
No one cares.
Fuck you.
If you hear not,
If you care not.
I am not an extension of you.
My mind is my own.
I am not owned,
Nor will not be brought down
By the weight of your dismissal.
I have needs.
I have a soul.
I will not betray it
By emptying myself,
Of thoughts, ideas of my own.
What, you may ask,
Of your marriage?
What, you may ask,
Is the value of your family?
If I am empty,
There is no wife.
There is no mother,
Merely an empty nodding puppet,
Where a person once stood.
Ignore me not, dismiss me not,
For I would not do so to you.
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