Uncertain of what normal is

If I asked for careful trespassings would you listen?
Would you allow your habits to fade long enough
to absorb what I am saying?

Oh dare I even ask? No. I have absolutely no proper
claim, right to direct you and still here I am trying.
Why? What for? See you will do as you want as always.
Not caring who is hurt.

How, why would I say typical? Oh perhaps the sights
seen. Yes typical. One line right after the other and
all trickles down to the next. Still confident now?
Yes I have understood.

Understood plenty in my experiences in life. Much to
my dismay I have approached and reapplied what
is necessary. Still I cannot control you.

You must be able to admit that there is something,
anything worth a change. I know I did. So why, still,
am I praying for you? Oh right because you still
walk all over my thoughts. As I say typical.

So here I sit gathering last minute items for trip. Ugh
I cannot hate you but your actions are becoming
tiresome. To watch and see repeat is so laughable.

Still I say nothing. Jehovah sees. Jehovah hears me.
So onto my trip I go. Trying to press concern to back
of my head.

Dare I ask you something? Oh no. Not my place but
to hope, to dream one day your senses, your
conscience screams for you to halt.

So I do see a positive in motions. Ever so small. I
only hope soon the larger parts come open. One
day, yes.

So now I smile in hopes you feel that weight upon
you. A laugh that opens on the wind, echoing in your
ears. One word that speaks millions.

Did you hear me?