It scares me
That I have no control over my own life
That someone who does not even know me
Will judge me without even knowing who I am
I'm just a blank sheet without a face without a voice
I'm no more than an empty form thrown in the trash
It scares me that I am nothing more than an empty leaf
Where someone else has control over my life
The feeling that society is playing Russian roulette with my life
That someone somewhere decides if I live or die
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