I’ve been trying not to talk about this
This thing is as present as air
Being surrounded by these people
That believe in a judge that isn’t fair
It’s caged my mind in such poisonous ways
The interaction has brought forth such
A glorious rage
I’ve let their rhetoric do to what
They claim it does not
I’m filled with the satisfaction of
It’s hypocracy
This does nothing for me
This is a declaration of a struggle
A fight within myself
Not to even acknowledge the nonsense
That some take to heart
Turn it my blindest eye
Turn it my deafest ear
Treat everyone’s favorite imaginary friend
As if it wasn’t here
Epitaph Carvings 