I am caught in this giant snare
like a deer blinded
by a car's headlights glare.
Horns all around me start to blare,
but I am paralyzed
by the deepest despair.
I am in solitude with every falling tear,
and I earnestly pray that my life
will soon become more clear.
When my feelings involuntarily surface,
people just stop and stare.
The pain inside, I can't seem to bear,
but, to expose it,
I have learned not to even dare.
People look at me with such a leer,
and my heart silently shatters
with every unwarranted sneer.
Who in this world will show they care?
How I wish I had someone so very dear
who would understand me crystal clear.
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