Manipulated
i tell them i was manipulated
and they don't speak to me
they ask those who manipulated
I don't know how to breathe
the manipulators paint the scene
and even though I shout and scream
manipulators paint the scene
and worst of all I'm painted mean
they don't even come to me
they don't even look to see
I'm not even involved
yet ideas evolve
this is just insanity
is this really humanity
ignorant brutality
how the hell can it be
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2020
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