He locked me inside
And called the others
To brand me a thief
Flurried, but reticent faces
Peer through the glass;
I tried to laugh
As they opened the door,
Each eye pierced
Right into my soul,
And I had done
No wrong at all.
That aura of
Wonder and awe
Would have made me swoon
If not for the sly
Mocks and moans;
They cant share
What I’m going through
So let me tread my road
Tenaciously sole;
Leaning them astern,
For I hardly recognize
Them anymore.
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