imagine how weird it is that im scared of you for a different reason

you didn't come looking

and in a moment of abject terror i stopped asking if i could be found, but rather, would they go looking

if i could be like what u want me to be, you'd be so much happier with me. the light in ur eyes; the absence of it blinds me, so i cant see where else to go.

"Oh your children are getting traumatized by the propagandist gorefests we force you to watch? Not our problem!"