Unwelcome
If I was well, I wouldn’t be here.
If there were no walls- I would wander away to be near-
My family who decided my behavior was unnatural.
So here I am unpacking, my hopes of leaving are supernatural.
The sounds are shifting again.
And the lights are morphing in this pen.
Please be seated, they all command.
Your disobedience, we will not stand.
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