galt rising

[starvingeyes]

galt rising.

it weighs on your shoulders
their burdensome wants,
inconsequential needs
and their teeth as they
bite the hand that feeds
and when they enter a room
you need a gas mask just
just to breathe

there's that man in the corner
with his shoulders so bare
watching you blankly,
as you enviously stare
your heart pounds, inside you scream
"why? why can't it be him and not me?
playing as a tool for their uses"
not because he can't
but because he refuses