Silly Bitch

A few thousand dollars
and a school bag;
a train ride
heading for happiness;
can I get a ticket?
no, no. silly bitch.
they dug you a hole.
now sit in their ditch…
and die.

appreciate their efforts.
they went to such lengths
to make it deep enough
to bury the cloud
you keep
your dreams stuffed inside.

you’re strong enough to climb
but they smoothed the edges
of your soon-to-be tomb.
and hung your failures
around the height that meets
your eyes.

they only want your soul
broken, molded.
silly bitch. you should have just
sold it.

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