Metaphorically Tethered To Invisible Umbilical Cord

Peter Pan Syndrome the most accurate way to summarize psychological mindset of yours truly, particularly as a boy with brown eyes, who did NOT holistically acclimatize himself with peers, which insecurity latched deadbolt draw bridge guaranteeing Harris parasite to cannibalize (figuratively), sans rip pull sieve flesh eating das guise nanobot, while clinging with dear life to mother's apron strings, no surprize unavoidably, predictably, inevitably, trauma did successfully burglarize (more serious than Watergate) rendering this withdrawn, small size passive, and docile pipsqueak human punching bag to other guys, one puny slip shape lad's bodily statecraft always ready to capsize silently suffering lifetime, threatening afflictions, harming easy target inculcating aghast fear to socialize compounded by stature quite undersize additionally afflicted with minor defect submucous cleft palate did compromise vocalization with severe nasality (iterated previously other poems), where bullies did zero Kamikaze like to criticize relentlessly, an ideal defenceless, friendless, and helpless "scapegoat" booby prize scared kid, who stood stock still cowering in an agonize zing posture, while my whole felt as if tied into gordian knot as "hoodlums" did gleefully antagonize, yet never confided hostile treatment to either parent, I wanted to disappear and DIE, hence escapist wishes aye did fantasize!