Palatka

Home is killing

Palatka
Me Home is killing me.
I can't stand to hear one more person degrading themselves.
I can't bear the lack of compassion.
I can't bear the lame repetition.
I can't bear the fucking attrition.
Everyone here is jaded. I'm learning compromise,
my ideals negated.
No one knows what to do with
themselves when they're not at work (or school).
Nothing matters when you're so
exhausted and all you worry about is bills and finances.
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