I am [not] an empath

I am not an empath, 

How could I possibly protect myself to lie and say;  

After experiencing it all second hand, 


More and more each day  

And it is so overwhelming 


what everyone goes through, 

I see, feel, live, hear, 

It's strange how I could say that I myself, 

I am an empath.



(now read it again but from bottom to top)

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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