Rejection, abandonment,shame, ridicule, fear....fear they will see the truth. That they will see that "there is no man behind the curtain"....that all of us are special effects, flash pods, and projected images...we are real, but we are illusions, smoke and mirrors. A grand facade crafted by a vision of "what we should be/look like/act"...acrylic fabrications of a small scared child hiding in a dark closet..crying....I'm not bad I'm not bad I'm not bad I'm not bad I'm not bad I'm not bad.....
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"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep"
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