You see
That it is me
You hear
Although you fear
What you know not
Invisible to what you begot
To have never noticed
The unnoticed
The smile
Faking the pain from every mile
Judgement upon a style
To not know her heart is fraile
Not insecure
Naught be it a cure
She is not naive
No matter how hard she is to grieve
Nor is she paranoid
Its ignorance she wants to avoid
Her strength in her lord
is something none can afford
To go a miss
You believe the unseen and unheard, but care to diss
Her illness is invisible
Does it mean she lies on what is visible?
None can understand
She could hear, but couldn't respond nor stand
Now rumours spread from evil tongues
Who's saliva leaks petrol, for all their wrongs
Now her deeds
None see what exteeds
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The invisible illness
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