by Precelia Acosta
I'm worn out
I have been used and reused over and over like a disposable bag
I have been damp wet and suck dry
I have seen the ruthless betrayal of the bitterness of life
I have sen great people suffer and the even greater suffer even more
I have seen people pay their ruthless debts to their murderous lives
I have seen people sucked in and spit right back out like noodles
I have seen people cry their eyes out for nothing
I have seen people be strong for things they should be crying over
This world has more suffering than I can say
This world is even more backwards than I imagined
I'm worn out
I have been used and reused over and over like a disposable bag
I have been damp wet and suck dry
I have seen the ruthless betrayal of the bitterness of life
I have sen great people suffer and the even greater suffer even more
I have seen people pay their ruthless debts to their murderous lives
I have seen people sucked in and spit right back out like noodles
I have seen people cry their eyes out for nothing
I have seen people be strong for things they should be crying over
This world has more suffering than I can say
This world is even more backwards than I imagined
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