Parasited
Theme: autismI am fed to breathe
starved of life
Leashed, leached, parasited
Paraded through rooms of eyes
You take a mint and cough
Hazing whom you like
Infecting, inviting, investing
The eyes pop on too bright
You boast you're such a giver
Misdeliver of my trite
At home
You give me food and throw me to bed
Calling to the crowds you tucked me "goodnight"
As if we nestled unlike two needles ebbed
I'm stupid you declare with pride to the masses.
Sand must fill my head.
I was born different.
You said.
The eyes scream you are magnificent.
Charitable, considerate.
I wait til home to add on "more corrupt than death."
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