I can empathize with this poem - like thoughts are a prison. It feels safe inside, untouched by the rest of the world. Even still, such confinement isn't healthy. A mental malnourishment will inevitably ensue. I like the line about unwanted heredity - something that decides part of who you are that is completely out of your control. Lastly, clandestine is a word I don't see often. Beautiful.

This was extremely descriptive and I liked the way you put certain words in italics and in capitals. But the last line really clinched it for me, it sounded so final. I really enjoyed this piece.

~E.E