nature versus nurture. home breeds hate.
the child, though born clean, grows with hands stained and dripping with blood.
just as the carnation when grown in mud sprouts white.
caged life. parents fight. pigments mix and then dissolve.
and the colors end up wrong.
with open arms we came, born free from the womb.
just and genuine, confess. let open. nothing has felt less.
tiny pyramids built by ignorance and injustice. i shouldn't feel them.
let me go. let go.
a society raised on ignorance and inequity.
shame has bestowed its fists upon me.
unresolved matters will cause the topple.
keeping windows shut and doors closed.
internal praise. everyone knows.
self back pats until there's bruises. no responsibility.
nothing bad has ever happened. no honest sympathy.
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