piling up like bodies
piling up like the lies
of politicians.
I'm tired.
Tell me how I am the problem
because I don't want to fix what others broke.
Tell me how I am the problem
because I don't behave like I should.
Tell me how I need to be understanding.
It's a powertrip
the way you fuck my life over
and expect me to be grateful
while you are getting paid
to add onto my trauma.
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