The times have changed but
in all of that. Why? everybody
want everybody to feel uneasy
why? Tell me your pain an not
tell me good day when you see
me. But i 🙏 that it changes
As I try to move around. In
my space the thoughts of having
my very own apartment for the
first time have sad days. When a
people want to call you out for
being disabled an trying to lay down.
They think that you don't deserve
what your own hands worked for
which is your home your food
or your life. So want to sum you up
and have never been threw what you
have been threw. And when you try
to tell some who do understand. Those
turn an forget. And they blame you
As if you created the mess they are in
when you don't even know why?
There lines want you to always be
screamed on and for what things out
of my control. Then if it's not in my control you want to tell me it's my
fault anyway. When what comes around
goes around. People are not united together they want to hurt writers.
For these other people and then
tell a false story to cover there tracks.
© lashes sullivan