Unit 55
This lonely place welcoms me.
Something like a comfort zone.
No need for first impressions or introductions.
All my thoughts can rest here.
My insecutities find strength in this lonely place.
Here I am king and no one can dethrone me.
The sound solitude is a mixture of silence and sighs.
Tears don't fall here.
A mask of rage covers my face.
No smiles needed.
I'm safe here.
But outside my boundaries the fight awaits.
They pick and accuse and destroy my worth.
I cry sometimes.
Inferiority is mistaken as imtimidation.
The vultures won't leave me alone.
I'm nothing outside my lonely place.
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