I see them coming
To collect me
Again;
Marching in unison
Ever closer
Humans, hypnotized
To follow.
I hate them
For never giving
A chance,
Some space
To be different.
I feel sick.
In my mouth
The taste of bile
Is maddening.
They march
Towards me
Hypnotic smiles
Blind to you
Unless you run
In the opposite direction-
I take two steps forward
Ten steps back
I must dare
I must rebel;
Because
Living under
Such eyes
Is more difficult to accept
Than defeat.
Doubting to try;
Daring to defy
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