Standing in line for death

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Being forced to be something you're not,
You develop a lie,
that will make you die inside .

waiting for the society to attack you ,
Attack you for being true to yourself .

Standing a mile away,
Looking at the beautiful colourful cloth,
turn black and ashy .

My heart is now black,
Just like that cloth,
Surrounded by moths ,
That symbolize change .

I wait for change,
Thinking about the society,
That gives me anxiety .

My heart is black and ashy,
Just like that cloth.
Because i am different .

~Smoke_bun
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