\My Fellow Americans. I sit here before you on this keyboard right beside a cockroach I just smooshed.
I’m barely able to feed myself, groom myself, clean my home, be kind to my loved ones.
I prioritize alcohol and feeling alive over caring about anyone else.
My home is in disarray as my mind wanders effortlessly.
I hide from myself to find out how to hide from others.
I sink in a hole of disrespect and heat only to be eaten out of minor discounted pails
In comparison to misrepresentations and being
holy shit i’m so over it
this is the part where it comes together
this is the part where it falls apart
this is the part where you realize
what rooting for the underdog actually means
when you hide in disguise and the
of you it’s hard to be this kind of person