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I am a tidal wave in a glass ball.

One can only fold in on themself so many times before they break.
For a sheet of paper, it's seven.
For a human being,
It depends on how thin they've worn from starvation.

Starvation from self expression stolen away,
Society's light pollution, taking the blame,
Deciding who has a right to fortune and fame,

Unseen and unheard,
Blend in, and hide your hurt,
Nobody has time for your worth,
Your destiny was chosen at birth,
You can live free, but hold back your words,
Small minds accepting to die on this Earth,
Evolution can't work until we're united first,

Societal stigmas, feel like stigmata.
Staked down to their table,
Seeing all the lies in their fable,
Every movement tethered to their cable,
Dividing us cause they know that we're able,
Covering our eyes to hide their unstable,
Distracting everyone with bullshit labels,

Nobody wants to know your pain,
Nobody wants to know your strength,
Nobody cares about your stupid rage,
Nobody cares you feel trapped in a cage,
Nobody wants to know how you found a way,
Nobody wants to give you their time of day,
Nobody wants to hear when you're not okay,
Nobody wants to believe there's a better way,
Nobody wants to choose love over hate,
Nobody cares that we all bleed the same,
Nobody wants to admit that they are afraid,
Nobody wants to take any blame,
Nobody wants to face any shame,
Nobody wants to acknowledge a name,
Nobody wants to hear expression untamed,

WELL I REFUSE!

I refuse to stay silent,
I refuse to back down,
I refuse to hold all this in,
And most of all I refuse to not be LOUD,

Am I making you uncomfortable?

WELL AT LEAST I'M MAKING YOU FEEL SOMETHING!!!!!

-D.O.

So, I originally started writing this back in January, and it was supposed to be a piece for Monday Night Sessions. I had been struggling so hard to piece words together to deliver this message.

It still might find its way to a performance, but I think to do so it would need to be reworked a bit. I essentially had a beginning and an end without really knowing how to tie them together. A lot of this was written on the spot this morning, so I may come back and make a few tweaks here and there.

But I would love to hear your thoughts on this. I am wide open. I'd love to hear about relative experiences. This whole book is and always will be a safe place to share for anyone who needs it.

I hope you guys are all doing well!

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