Atelophobia

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To stand alone,

In this dark society,

In a place where,

The colors never change-

Black and white.

Black and white,

Show only upon the world.

People do not see;

Blindly unknowing,

Others their guide.

Reality is not real.

Real is never the case.

Individuality does not speak.

Simply visuals become you.

Form yourself.

Pressure stings.

The monstrous eyes,

Scar deep.

The silence-

That speaks the

"I'm sorry I'm this way."

Throwing you away.

Failure to please.

Stay now though,

In this world of glass.

Where the broken fragile's,

Bury the lost.