The Closet
The dark place,
This closet is,
Confining,
Shrinking.
Noise
Around
Abusing sounds,
Hurting words.
Screaming inside,
The world outside passes.
Wanting to burst out,
Wanting to shout,
Wanting them to see.
Yet, here I sit.
Shaking,
Trembling,
Unable to break free,
Unable to make them see.
If I were to break out,
Break free,
Would the world accept,
Would the world see,
Would the world understand,
Me?
No, they wouldn’t, because they’re humans,
Thus here in the dark I'll stay.
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