Cramming Morals Down My Throat

I take hard swallow
The hand pushes as the voice
Moves words up the ear
 .
In my throat it hits
A brick wall, not-taking-it
I smile forcibly
 .
The fake smile (repel)
I open my mouth- a feint
They say more and more
 .
Finally I act
Slamming the door of my mind
As well as my house
 .
Outside- standing blank
I think they ask why I did
Then move onto new

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