I feel so sick,
This world twists my gut.
These people test my nerve,
And I think I've had enough.
Not sure that I can take much more,
All this animosity just tears me to my core.
The antagony of this society is testing my resolve,
Its only a matter of time now, until our reality dissolves.
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