Dysfunctional family.

Come inside

See how I breathe

Steady and deliberate

Deep and unencumbered by thought

You only breathe when someone is watching

See how I move

Sure and purposeful

With intent and prudence

You only move when someone directs you where to go

See how I think

Autonomous and deliberate

Free and unencumbered by anyone

You only think when someone feeds you the thoughts

You are a mirage of a vibrant garden of multi-colored daisies

But I see the soil that lies beneath the illusion

It is arid, scorched and untended

Maggots crawl near the surface

But manage to stay hidden from sight

It’s okay

The outsiders don’t see them

They are blinded by the luster of your well-kept illusion

They are partial to being blind and so are you

You look at me with eyes turned inside out

Because you don’t see what you’re looking for otherwise

Come inside

Look around

It’s not like any place you’ve ever been

But then again that’s why you stay outside

Because it’s not like any place you’ve ever been.

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