Looking up to you
You think I
am sitting pretty here
You never
know what I am up to
Trying to
push someone
Trying to
pull someone
Trying to
sort out someone
All those
stumbling…
Stumbling dead
bodies!
You know
dear….
You left me
with all these dead!
Living with the dark
Living with
the motionless
Living with
the stink
Stink of loneliness!
I sit here…
Looking up
to you
Up above
the world
Where in fact….
You are
sitting pretty!
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