I don't believe the people I see and the strangers I meet even enjoy the fact that I breathe, through their greedy eyes all they see is a worthless carbon dioxide expelling oxygen stealing machine that's wasting precious space they reserved for themselves or at least another somebody they feel is free, which can't be me because I'm sitting here absorbing their stares and soaking up their thoughts that I can actually hear audibly as a scream shouting 'Leave! Leave! Run! Flee!'
So I do, I take off in a sprint in the other direction where more eyes glare pair by pair flooding me with despair leaving me choking for air, the same air that blows my hair but belongs to them so I hold my breath for blue cheeks to make sure I'm being fair, I wouldn't want to presume upon them or assume they're willing to share because clearly they don't want me here, and they didn't want me there
'Leave! Leave! Run! Flee!'
It's ringing in my skull now, the words bouncing around like a basketball rebound, a round rubber reflection in motion thumping against my temple repeatedly, and I obey what they say because I think maybe this time I'll find a way out of here and arrive in the company of those that don't envy that which they can't see and will truly let me be calm and breathe.
'Leave! Leave! Run! Flee!'
With history repeating itself time and time again I'm gone and going and I keep performing the same actions expecting different results which I'm sure is the definition of insanity, but it's all I've ever known and it has worked a time or two for a couple of memories here or there, ultimately temporary just waiting for the next event that has me on my feet and running again.
'Leave! Leave! Run! Flee!'
Who's coming with me?

Nobody, always the same thing, so here goes nothing, maybe that will bring me something
'Leave! Leave! Run! Flee!'