I’ve allowed society to walk on my behalf

Not all those who wander are lost
Adrift I flow
Isolated
But every time she knocks
I can’t help but let her in
Staring right at me
Masked but she see’s me
She lies
She judges
She’s morally repugnant
Numb, I freeze.
The sound of her whisperings makes my blood curl
With fear
This is she
This is she

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