Thunderous tectonics shifting perceptions group think combustions- individual expressions. Projections of power to which my own voice be devoured. Infiltration to celebrate my hidden cowards, malicious intent disguised beneath buttresses of support. Respite sought from external forces clamoring to yolk with internal voices. The prays prayer to end torment and despair, smiling faces with ghoulish grins equipped with flaw focused lens. Who I am; adjust- who they want is a must. The temptation of validation begs for a trusted miseducation, followed by an elation for the fabrication of loves gestation. Their lack of security spreads like disease– shrapnel flying through already jagged trees. And just like that you begin to understand the power of those you call your friends.