feeling stupid

ache hurt ache hurt ache
I
all the old aches, in new ways and for new reasons
And a person who does not know how much it hurts
scorn, disdain, condescension
And have I not done it, and is this not why?
So what right have I?
And still, oh, the pain, the pain

And then the words are so tragically infuriatingly inadequate
And that's
worse

Oh, help
Oh, God
Oh, don't