thinking long and hard,
never having the right thought,
thinking 'how the fuck did i come into this world',
thinking knowing you are the worst,
that possibly you are no one special,
people look at you in foul ways,
you stare,
you wonder,
do you dream?
maybe one day they'll be the ones to serve you,
cruelty is what you give to them,
now they parish,
you wake up,
it was just a dream.

---- Monique