I think I get it

They move through the world
abruptly disturbed
Pushing and stone cold
They put the act well on
So well in disguise
That I found my heart stoned
Stolen moments I wondered,
could not understand and
Now they stand on a platform,
exposed and so real
The platform they’ve chosen
I see it now
Is an enemy armed
So strong with their fear
consuming all sense
and stopping it up
And for them I feel sorry
If they were just accepted
scene as themselves
Then at least they could rest up
Move past with ease
Not so uncomfortable
and well loved
Maybe then