You laugh.
I feel pretty fucking stressed
saying words
that are poison to your brain.
I speak of society
as your hands are out
grasping each dart
stopping from penetrating your heart.
Your disinterest is appalling
not because I’m upset
over your disinterest
rather because I’m jealous
how your able to disassociate
with the worlds crisis.
As I’m crawling on my knees
trying to keep from hitting
their barb wires.
Knowing each word is a mistake
and each though
is a brutal attack upon something.
Upon another cause
and I’m politically dumbfounded
and my vote
it never happens
neither does yours.
Although your stronger
because your never broken
by the pettiness
wondering did I make a mistake
am I in the wrong
for saying no
for looking away
and moving on?
As the others are scattering about
demanding more more more
saying I’m rude because I’m not talkative
in their social gatherings
and I’m not rather happy
and as kind as them
and I’m left wondering if they’re kind at all.
As you keep going
unfazed by their toxic darts
as if your immune to it all.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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