Opening scene

I have about 12 songs stuck in my head

All their loops and vocals intertwined in my mind

I wish my stamina wasn't failing, relying on air quality

And invisible threads of purity I don't think I have the courage to see anymore.

If someone is out there

Living the words they speak

Showing their colours, their passions, their joy

If someone is there please teach me

Reach for me and brush my hair

Stroke the cavities from my cheeks

And fill in my bullet wounds

I don't want to be hiding anymore

But I want to be proud TOGETHER

I'm heard when I don't speak

But ignored when I find myself weak in the knees

I hide because barriers I thought were easier to control

I hide because my thoughts don't seem to escape unless it's virtual

Access my mind and feel my every moment

I want you here and I want those 70 eyes,

Those 70 "not good enough" people

To look at me and see my colours

The ones I am slowly peeling the curtain back for

I'm a turtle, you see

My home is behind me

And I will not be bribed out

I need to trust my instinct

But they've been hiding and are almost extinct

Override the instinct for community

And highlight my want for serenity

Even if it isn't what I need.

Even it is no longer what I can live through

Without the inevitable bleeding of my dreams.

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