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The Indignation


Shayla Price

The blame of insults.
People only recognizing the corruption.
When I do good they look away or get jealous.
I feel incarcerated in a prison.
Barricaded in my own tiny salvation.
It hurts
the stares,
the looks,
the selfishness.
Just leave me alone!
I am exhausted from your foolishness.
For once let me have some significance.
Yet you dried it all out like a wilted plant.
The drainage of my spirit gradually goes...
Shall I close my eyes and never awake.

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