Who Needs Enemies…

WELCOME TO THE FAMILY

They see me coming with an armful of words—
“Let us take those for you,” they offer,
“It’s trash night.”

They hear me singing a song from my heart—
“Listen to this,” they insist,
“We know a better one.”

They catch me waking from another dream—
“Go back to sleep,” they whisper,
“You don’t belong here.”

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