Still out of time

First time in my life

now

I realized

very clearly

it is not peoples fault that they do not know whom they are speaking to when they speak to me
it is not peoples falut that they do not know whom they are listening to when listening to me
it is not peoples fault that they do not know whom they are hugging when they hug me
it is not peoples fault that they do not know whom they are touching when they touch me
it is not peoples fault that they do not know who is touching them when I touch them

it is not peoples fault that they do not see

who I really am.

(Except that few very wise ones...)

It is all mine.

I hide.

Maybe it is allright like this.

I love you.

I love you so much!