In an oppressively dark room, reflections begin
I find a window, where the light hurts my eyes,
Cast aside, sent to exile, where I can be silenced
Society shouting, aims to blame, a torment within
Assigned a role as societal other, resistant, defiant
Demanding control, my words remain in this abscess
To be ignored, even as a world burns, even if I'm right
These prophetic words will always have power, ever so
Here in fire and darkness, I can see clearly, day or night
Now a last moment, regrets tower o'er society's dreams
Turning away, to hide my face, and in streaming tears
Darkness and discomfort, now have led me to sleep
I am finished, the world can burn, I will still be me
I am not silenced, only placed in a place of exile
If being away from others is not punishment
Here I reflect, hidden in a world so hostile
Hidden from the gaze of darkness
