My Daily Struggle

How is it that those closest to me
seem to understand the least.

These people i love so much
cannot seem to see my fight,
understand my reality.

They are naive,
Naive to the disorder, the facts
and the presence of it in their lives.

Comments stream from their mouths,
like water from a faucet.
A constant flow until the know is turned.
Only then do they hush, but never stop to understand why.

This is real, its my life and my struggle.
Its seems so easy to them.
Fix it quickly and quietly.
If only it were that simple,
Do you thik i would have missed out on that?
That i want this?

Recognize this, see it in the someone you know
Do not pretend it will go away.

Only in the fighting will it get better