The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive

The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job

If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team

Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely

I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter

Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go

This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words

Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work

I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be

Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never

Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily