the worst year
of my life
finds new ways
to surprise,
with each day
that i rise
from my slumber,
my body tires
with no signs
of recovery
and i slowly realize
that i’m never
the one
that anyone needs,
party on
because they’re all
better off without me,
i’m easy to replace,
you don’t need me
to help you cut the cake,
i’m too busy
trying to figure out
how to make it
on my own,
but i can’t find comfort
in the place
i call “home,”
stuck in transition,
so much i owe,
what will tomorrow hold?
i don’t know?
yet my problems
feel so microscopic
in the grand scheme
of the world around me.
scared of whether
i’ll afford my house,
while the kids
in gaza
gotta pray
another bomb
doesn’t drop,
while i’m trying
to find a new job,
he had to say goodbye
to his mom
‘cause ICE
was on the lawn,
tryna send him home
even though this place
is the only one
that he’s known,
i’m just tryna live
on a planet
that they’re killing
by the minute,
and the government
doesn’t give a shit
but at least
we got some AI pics
to celebrate the dictatorship,
‘cause who needs water
when you got ‘em
putting the priority
on memes
over the american people?
nation in a crisis,
but they’ll still raise
all the prices,
inflation taking a grip,
human rights
being stripped,
say goodbye
in a SNAP
to any help
and healthcare benefits,
losing all the coral reefs,
people can’t afford
their groceries,
instabilities
in the workplace,
all these layoffs,
unemployment’s high,
some gotta work
two or three jobs
just to barely even
get by,
and the world wonders
why mental illness
is so prevalent
in society,
it’s a free-for-all
and we’re tired,
we’re just trying
to survive
while the ones in power
couldn’t give a shit
if we died tonight.
is this really how it’s meant to be?
