The Result of Not Knowing Everything.


Help me

I'm Drowning

In a Sea of 

Misunderstanding and Shame. 

No Boat on the Horizon.

No Comraderie to Protect me.

Isolations was not Lonely --

Was not Frightening until -- 

Well, Isolation was actually

Quite Funny until

The water got Deep

And I realized

I could not swim.

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