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I never

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I never will know how you feel.
Never will I be able to exactly know.
Your sadness, your tears.
The hurt and loneliness.

I never will know what you have gone through.
Never will I know.
Never will I be able to completely understand your joy and fear.

How could I dare to compare your experiences to mine.
How would I be able to say, they are the same?

Never will I know how it felt compared to mine.
A word, an act barely making me blink,
Maybe the same would have make you sink..
..down in despair.

Were you wounds worse than mine, or just the same?
Has your world sunk with lost love,
Or has it burnt to ashes?
The ridicule and hate, because of your race.
The colour of your skin, the blemishes you wear.
Scars of honour, medals earned the hard way.
That limp in your step,  the way you look not right enough for them.
Never will you tell me every horror you have undergone.
Never would you need to,
…but you can.

For I never will ever know, not being you.
For I am me.
Two eggs in the same nest, two seeds from the same apple.
Similar and not the same.
Have their laughs hurt you the same way they hurt me, or even worse?
For I won´t compare.
If I would, I fear I might overlook what hurt you less, or more.

I will not  be able to  understand.
I will feel.
I will feel for your hurt.
I will carry your sadness when you show it to me.

I am different, not in your shoes.
Maybe they would fit.
Maybe I could walk in them a mile or two.
I don´t wear shoes.
Sometimes I stumble, trying to keep up with you.

Your skin is not the same as mine.
Nor is your gender, or your sex.
We are of different ages.
Have been raised in different families.

We both know the taste of pain, of sadness and ridicule.
We are not the same, just similar.
So I will lend you a hand and a heart.
Don´t look up at me, or down.
I won´t stand in your place, for it is yours.

Never will I fully know.
Therefor I try to feel and understand.
You may shove me away.
You may even hurt me the same way they hurt you.
Thinking, fearing, that I never understand.
Anger bubbling, that I might be like them.

I might never fully grasp, how it is to wear your skin.
I carry my own hide, full of flaws and sins.
I am unable to compare.
I only have my emphaty.

If you listen, I will tell you.
You are not alone, just unique.
We are so different and still alike.
Grasp my hand.
Together we will easier balance on the edge.

Maybe some day, we are even able to dance.
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