Misplaced

Thoughts like lions in disguise,

innocent sheep lure me with their smile,

hiding their teeth beneath their skin,

expecting any moment for the kill.

 

Like an astronaut in a horror movie,

I don’t belong to this place,

There is danger in every corner,

they must not recognize my face.

 

Years go by, and I can’t pretend,

my brain is wired in a different way,

The more I see it, the more I feel,

I have to be safe, I have to runaway.

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