Not heard, as deaf, one photo, one shelf,
Like a marriage between two, but still one you\'ve felt,
One\'s the result, from beginning, to end,
Continue to just smile though pained, pretend,
Lend help to others, and getting hurt in return,
And the one\'s that receive, the payments unearned,
Unconcerned it feels, to never feel noticed,
Even just by self, you still feel as outspoken,
No matter the volume, either high, or low,
Hide, and seek with these feelings, hope soon they\'ll show,
None shown, any attention, very down, done, and lonely,
There was us to just me, but with Jehovah I\'m Not Only....