Ever been told something over and over yet a completely different story from another person.

I’m so sick of feeling like it’s never going to stop. It needs to stop. It’s exhausting to know that everyday social injustice keeps happening and now that something is being done about it, everyone is ******. When I can raise my sons and daughters and not fear for their life. Only then, will I be satisfied.

Someone important coined the title and it still keeps me thinking as to this day and this is my interpretation of the said phrase. :3