I imagine them staring at me in horror,
An outsider,
Horrifying yet fascinating.
An outsider,
Horrifying yet fascinating.
I'm alone, unwanted and disliked,
A freak,
Someone who should have been shunned.
Yet they no longer ignore me as they used to.
I imagine them gawking at me,
A fad, a fraud,
Someone who should never have been seen.
I imagine myself trapped under stage lights,
Blinding and unnerving,
The audience watching my every move.
If it weren't for society's demands,
Hungry and desperate,
I wouldn't need to worry.
I was not destined for this life,
This fear,
This prison under a fake sun.
I do not wish for a life under lights.
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