Society sees me as unhuman,

Yet, expects me to act as one,

And treats me as less than human,

While expecting me not to run,…

Away.

The world demands of me, humanity,

And trust without reason or rhyme.

I’m not okay with perjury,

And refuse to spend more time,

In waste.

So, then why should I trust, or pretend to?

Why try to connect anymore?

No matter what trials I’ve passed through,

I’m ne’er seen as anything more,…

Than less.

K.Aldaya, 1/22/22

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