Complaining over boundaries,
Set to keep me in.
For my own protection,
So I can sort-off win.
Eliminating danger,
Keep an eye on me.
I am safe within this burrow,
But never truly free.
It's just another circus,
The main attraction here.
Is the person – the created,
The alter that I fear.
I keep running through the hallway,
Seeking a way out.
If I'm really trapped,
Is still my greatest doubt.
The people make me lonely,
I'm seeing the whole truth.
Fleeing to another,
Suicidal booth.
The zoo is here in town,
Step right up and see.
The monster you have created,
Lives here deep within me.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
