Have you ever felt like you are a sheep in a herd of sheep but you are the probably the only one who isn’t a wolf in sheep’s clothing?
You've see the blood stained fleece and know deep down it’s blood, can you give the benefit of the doubt?
Each and every time they tear away another piece of you, you just sit there never saying a word, because you know if you do, you’ll say too much and in turn loose yourself, and become one of them.
You don’t leave, you are not afraid of being alone nor afraid of hurting those you leave behind because they are not worthy, they are who they are and they know it!
Ring a Bell??