Living in a world where you
trust nobody
is such a sad place to be.
But it’s not as easy as it seems
to just pick up your things,
and happiness
is only found
within a dream.
They've lied.
Cheated.
and stolen everything.
“What can you bring to this
new society?”
Where there’s
flowers.
Children.
Loving parents
-so kind and sweet.
The ones that kiss you.
Turn off the lights
before you sleep.
"What are they gonna do with me?”
A rag doll.
Beaten.
Torn up.
Broken.
At the seams.
“Is there enough love
in this world to fix me?”
I can’t imagine
this dream.
No person,
place,
idea,
or thing.
“What in the world would
someone want to do with
me?”
And so I hide
from the beams
of sunlight
and society.
Trust no one.
for then,
no more damage
is done to me.
Trust no one.
for then,
nobody can
take me from my dreams.
Trust no one.
for then,
nobody can
break me at the seams.
Trust no one.
for then,
nobody can
taint my
reality.
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