Attitude
It’s too bright in here.
Someone turn down the lights.
I’m being blinded by the fluorescent lights
and the fluorescent clothing, the too
sweet smiles coupled with
a sarcastic attitude meant to be
subtle but failing.
I’m sick of you telling me
who I am or who I should be,
at least in the dark we’re all equal.
Copyright © Juli Freda | Year Posted 2021
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