I want to run away
I want to hide
I don’t want to feel anymore
I don’t want to think. I just want to be. It hurts, and makes me anxious. Release me. The world hates me, or at least my avatar.
The world embraces maleness, unless it’s my maleness. The worst thing to be born as a human. Fully human but limited in acceptance. Novelty is the only use. Entertaining or invisible. Feared or mocked.
No room in this world to be understood
No place to be cheered
No benefit of doubt
I want to run away. I want to hide. I don’t want to feel anymore. I don’t want to think. I just want to be. Because the world hurts me, and makes me anxious. I’ll walk to the edge so we can be free. Make the last step for you and me.