Bureaucratic Dung
Do you understand how deep this cut me?
Can you look and see the bone?
You sat waiting on me to come
to tell me I didn't have to be alone
That's all well and good
but do you really truly know
what it is I'm going through
it's not easy to let go
of this unfairness and injustice
to chalk it up to bureaucratic dung
do they not see they can't silence me
with anything short of cutting off my tongue?
I guess I may have left a mark
because everyone seems to believe
that I'm going off the edge here
and all stand ready to retrieve
You want to see me
to say you'll listen or hold me
but I'm doing fine here by myself
I remember what you told me
but I'm not giving in to dying
like the rest who accept it as so
glad those folks don't run the world
we'd have all blown up long ago.