Innocent
Just because I am unexceptional-
Does make me innocent.
The influence of trauma-
Is what allows me to gather the past that is forever altered.
As my disability comes into full bloom-
They feel threatened.
Even though I try to tell them I don’t want their help.
I only want them to let me survive in loneliness.
Soon, the voices feel less like threats.
And more like a dreary embrace.
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