Alone

No one sees me now

I have always been here

A hollow dark soul but still here...

Once I come from the light

I hope to understand to feel

So selfish and callous

These viable heartless feelings

Will they ever subside?

I stay behind the curtain 

Whilst in reverie of my deprivation

Predicting nonentities of future actions

I have never liked this place...

To say we are hiding is unfair

Who is to say we ever had control?

We are prisoners not volunteers

 

 

 

 

 

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