I don't know I can't sleep I'm tired and scared. I don't know how to talk to my Palestinian friends, I feel so useless and ashamed. I don't know what to tell young people. I can't process Western news and shitty Arab leaders and people cheering for genocide. OUR SHITTY PIECE OF SHIT TRAITOROUS SHILL MOTHERFUCKER And we all know there's more coming. Paid for by tax euros and tax dollars. Iraq wasn't that long ago I don't know if Kojak is alive and I'm afraid to find out I can't take it I want to be stressed about work And laundry And govt paperwork And finding a good dentist It's so shameful but I just don't want to feel this anymore I'm TIRED OF THIS I hate this I HATE THIS Nothing ever feels real I'm tired of being angry and I'm tired of crying I'm tired of one step forward two steps back off a cliff edge Because the world is always always always ending When do I get to heal? From anything? I watch my friends get dragged away and beaten by Berlin police And my other friends saying bye while bombs explode behind them The brave ones here rot in prison and I'm sure there are more joining them with the election and this genocide And then I'm going to listen to 120 to 130 people yell at me because they didn't check to see if their package is on their porch A supervisor will remind me to have a pleasant tone of voice and show empathy And I don't understand why all the vessels in my brain haven't popped It doesn't make sense Nothing makes sense I feel crazy |