There was no threat.
Nothing to be heard.
We made no sound and spoke no words.
And their mouths exhaled
the meanest things
in purple, violent, angry rings.
They choked me silent, I won't fight.
Just hide away into the night.
Day after day, so discontented.
This isn't the way I ever meant it.
Not my fault, it's really not.
But this is where I'm at
and what I've got.
When you can't leave, what do you do?
Find a way to make it through.
But if I can't, well that's okay.
I'll hide right here
from night
to day.
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