The Fifth one Who Stayed Out

the fifth one that stayed out The smallest and most vulnerable

Yet tortured for the sake of fashion

On it you inflict wounds, incurable

I wish you knew, it could change your destination

forcing you to see a doctor

I pity you, the fifth one who stayed out

Refusing to be encased by the straps

Prickled by jagged rocks….

fed on dust….

Chocked by the straps…

Ooh the fifth one who stayed out

Will they ever hear your cry?

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