Shoulder Talk

I forgot what it feels like, for I've drawn myself into my very own realm
the one filled with stars, abstracts, dust and turmoil

I remember, leaving was a conscious choice
for your doings are not what I'd agree on
I can not put myself into your shoes

I resist

It is against my sense of being

Let me forgo

So that I will not near you
for you've brought me to places I've never been
wraps donned with thorns

Your unconscious betrays the mask you tried to put

Sorry, I am not who you expect me to be

If you can, hide, hide in any form as you wish

They can take you in for that, go.

Don't return.