They

They with the dark eyes 
That penetrate straight through me
Whose voice makes my heart pound 
With just one look, I shrink into nothing
And crawl back into my dark shell
They seem to always tell just how
Nervous I am to speak with them 
As if They know what it is like to be me 
How pathetic I am, depressed, helpless
They always say exactly what I expect 
They get real close to me as They talk
Stare into my eyes & tell me to look at them 
So I do, and in that moment I am exposed 
Completly cut open and ripped in half
Now They can see all of my insecurities
And They pick at them like guitar strings
I am out of tune & can't hit the right notes
They put me down, and I am Alone Again
But they still own me, and stare me down
As if to say with their eyes that I can't be fixed
I already knew that, and now so do They 
With a gentile smile They let go of me
Their grin represents my failure.
I am left Alone, once Again. 

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