Skin
I am alone as I often am
Secluding myself from the rest of the world
My skin is my bubble
A perfect barrier between me and them
Unable to run like in a dream
Stuck watching the hands of time
It keeps me from engaging with the world
Being one with them
One will never understand
Pushing outside this rigid flexible wall
Breaking the mold is near impossible
Unless within my skin you will never understand.
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