dawn

Meh..it would be a lot easier to fight,if you knew who was fucking with you.

I didn’t know specifically, but I knew it was a bitch.

Or a group of bitches,

Definitely a group.

And I could sayyyy.

This one is insecure.

This one is petty.

This one wants so badly, to be perceived as ” cool”..

So I’m fighting a glob.

And I’m here to take all comers.

And if this bullshit hasn’t beaten me, then you don’t stand a chance.

Discard.

Lay it all down.

Find that peace that we so desperately seek .

Rolling on the waves 🌊

Ahhhh.

Don’t lose yourself man.

Don’t lose your self.

And if boss man tips me 3k, and I see the envelope and feel a little pride,, at my humble level, when I scan deeper..

$1928.

For taxes. And medical.

Gotta send a third of my measley fucking existence to Israel and Ukraine.

You climb up a tax bracket.

You come from the gutter, from agony,, and the man says.

“thank you very much.. I’ll take that“

And I’m supposed to pledge allegiance to this butt fucking?

I’m supposed to get a nationalist hard-on for this thing?

Men fought and died for..

Not for me..

For my owners.

For the people writing the checks, for whom we grind.

It would hurt your feelings too.

It would make you bitter too..

We’re supposed to be better than this … But we live in it.

It’s why we wake up.

It’s why we show up..

And it just.. it hurts.

It’s very disheartening..

So when those rednecks wave those flags, I don’t think about inclusion…don’t think about “live and let live”,,

I think of the consistency of this ass fucking.

I see no escape..

And it’s a bummer!

I’m over it,,, shame on me for letting them fuck with my time .

For that which is mine..

Shame on me for letting them suck the life out of my veins..

Shame on me