I become invisible avoiding customizing.
Builds walls, closes doors.
I blend in becomes one in the crowd
You see my shadow you feel my presence you hear my breaths.
I am the invisible the adapted one who is never seen or heard!
Look behind my autistic problematic Then maybe you will see the real me !!
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
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