take a chance
among the crowd we stand
forced to stand apart
because of your invisible terrors
that line the avenues of your mind
the fear of your neighbors
fleeing, running, and hiding
or- even worst- that they’ll tear down
the foundation of what you’ve worked
so hard to create
but i stand here
with a plastic smile
and a heart touched by cold hands
you tell me that everything will be okay
and although you are determined
to prove yourself correct
i know that everything is not alright
and i am not content
i am not content as you look at what you have
and don’t want to lose
but refuse to look at what you could have
and what you could gain

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