Caught
I intend to be distant for as long as possible.
Because if I get too close I will be captured.
By the ones I love.
They say I am in crisis.
As they approach.
But they are in more distress than me it seems.
As I feel fine.
They say I should be embarrassed.
They say I am a living shame.
When the real shame is how I’ve been treated.
As an outcast.
As a criminal.
I have committed-
No.
I have been committed.
As they have decided on my fate in unison.
That my passion is final.
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