Never again
Will I build
Never again
Will I create
Never again
Will I repair
Never again
Will I know peace

Constant interaction
Never allowed alone
A prisoner
In my own body
Saturation of people
Are the steel bars
Locking me away
Safety
From my uniqueness
Safety
From my quarks
Safety
From precious solitude

Don’t stand
Don’t talk
Don’t look
Don’t break
Don’t need
Don’t feel

The crimes against humanity
The inhumaness
Of quiet
Of solitude
Of creating

But I got a blade
But I got salt
A little slit
A little drip
A little blood
A little rub
And I can be okay
For another
Little while