An Ode to my Dystopia

Stay, because I heard it somewhere,
Stay, because it sounded shinier
Stay, because someone looked at me
Stay, as it was supposed to be better
Stay....

Freeze, because I am not better
Freeze, because I am more of the matter
Freeze, because I think I should be fixed
Freeze, as I fail to speak



An Ode to my Dystopia
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Freeze, because I am not better
Freeze, because I am more of the matter
Freeze, because I think I should be fixed
Freeze, as I fail to speak

Freeze, because I am scared to move
Freeze, so as to avoid ripples
Freeze, because the words weigh me down
Freeze, so I can drown

Freeze, because don't be a mother
Freeze, because you are crazy again
Freeze, because you are not trying
Freeze, because you play a victim

Freeze, because I am burning
Freeze, because I am being touched
Freeze, because I am being watched
Freeze, because I can't trust

Freeze, because it's mass hysteria
Freeze, because I have a vagina
Freeze, because I don't want you to see me cry
Freeze, because I can feel other's unwillingly

Like two cold fingers twisting inside my vagina walls, I am not held down. I just freeze.

Like two cold fingers twisting inside my stagnant mind, I am not held down. I just freeze.

Like two cold fingers scraping inside my heart, I am not held down. I just freeze.

Like two cold fingers draping my grip, I chop off the dick that threatens me. I am not held down. I don't freeze.



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