You don't careA Poem by stephen ferrettOn my return to work I was expecting support. What I found was very superficial. I felt and still feel an outcast, frustrated by ignorance of the acceptance of mental illness in the workplace :-/You
Don’t Care
Welcome back, glad to see you, how have you been? So false, so fake, so let’s be honest, I know you don’t
care So look me in the eyes and then you will see my thousand
yard stare Weeks ago it was the only expression I could give and was
so very real Now I look at you fake smiles and know that you know
nothing about what I’ve had to go through, in order to heal You don’t care and you are too scared to ask me for a
chat I can hear you talking behind my back “He’s just been off for a three month skive” “He needs to man-up” “He’s too soft he needs to get tough” “He’s a fake” The silence all around me is deafening, nobody willing to
engage I feel sad and disappointed rather than pent-up with
frustration or rage. No eye contact, engagement with this sick lonely freak,
back amongst your cliquey group who regard me as so weak Maybe look in a mirror and ask yourself why you judge me
when you know nothing and couldn’t care less I don’t need you false niceties or ignorant attitude, so
let me digress Leave me alone, don’t look at me and don’t bother to speak. At least I will be happier when I have to suffer your company every day
of the week. © 2017 stephen ferrett |
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Added on May 18, 2017 Last Updated on May 18, 2017 Authorstephen ferrettForres, Moray, United KingdomAboutI have published a Children's book but have since found the writing mojo difficult to follow up with a sequel. Following a mental breakdown, I have branched into poetry writing. I write about my.. more..Writing
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