Magnified

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How loud do I have to scream for you to stop insinuating

That I am not simulating,

Manipulating or overstimulating?

I am not wrapping your reality in dark veils,

Falling on safety nets when all else fails,

I am just screaming for help.

But you say I draw attention to myself,

You choose to keep your emotions on a glass shelf.

And deep down I get it,

I am glad that I do not have to live it.

Must be lonely watching people through a magnifying glass,

Judging their class

While lounging in an ivory tower.

Must be hard to find it was a looking glass all along,

And your words were just crass,

They were wrong.

So, how loud do I have to be to make you see?

Until they dig a hole in the grass,

All my broken pieces will keep cutting open your legacy.

Your brokenness will be a part of me.

-JW