The State of Things
I want to know the current state of things
But I don't want to know of pain and violence
Which is to say, I hate this side of humanity
Which is to say, I hate you
Which is to say, I hate myself
Which is to say, I'm done
Which is to say, I wish for some other reality
Which is to say, goodbye
But I don't want to say goodbye
I can't say goodbye
And even if nothing changes,
I’m just proud of myself
For being able to say
What I want and what I don’t want.
Will you please hand me the newspaper?
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