Do you regret
giving in?
Does it make you wonder
how the world would be
if you’d
been just a little stronger
and not needed
so badly
to be loved?
Scared of the fear
of exclusion,
you made your choice
and took your place
amongst the ranks
of the comforted,
and marched to the beat
of their drum.
Does it make you sad?
Did you even like the song?
Isn’t it
so strange
that we can be
so easily
divided?
I can see
the look in your eyes change,
as you see the next wave coming in,
and you realize,
now
that you’ve played along
so far,
that you can’t stop playing
this game,
ever.
You gave your consent
for them to do
whatever they want.
You’re gonna find it
in your heart
to hate.
The deal with the devil
that you made,
gave them your permission
to play
you and I
against.
How does it feel
to sell your soul?
How does it feel
to yield control?
How does it feel
to lay there and take it,
while telling yourself
“It’s gonna be alright.”?
HG – 2021
