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My Salvador Dali

By , Westlake, OH
I live in a world that you’ve built for me.
A personal hell.
I am no longer an individual.
I live in a world that is dali created.
12-year-olds are emancipated,
and nothing is off limits for anyone,
as long as they can pay.
I live in a world I wanted to enter.
Through the portal with a secret code.
It made me sick to my stomach before I met you,
felt the other side.
I live in a world where I am in love with half of a man.
Who loves a changed me
Deranged,
Frightened,
Sour,
Evil.
I live in a world that is so different from normality.
When I return from where I came,
I can’t even speak my own language anymore.
I live in a world where I am cool and I am not known by other names.
W****,
S***,
Drug addict,
Psycho,
Fat.
I live in a world that is a false escape.
Away from the people who try to make me believe people are defined by their morals.
I live in a world where I am a servant instead of a goddess.
That makes me the good girl instead of the bad girl,
where every other person i know has done something worse than I have.
I live in a world where everyone is in they’re own world
When they say they have your back they don’t mean it.
I live in a world where everyone is your best friend until the cops show up and they are looking for you.
I live in a world where no one gives you anything for free.
Favors are ALWAYS repaid.
Everyone is selfish.
No allies.
I live in a world where everyday is different than the last
I don’t notice because I can’t remember yesterday.
I live in this world
I want to go home.
I am going to go home.
Though it may be a frightening journey, this is not my home.
I can’t stay here.





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