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Melancholy

by cynicalwhitekid

I’m sick of this melancholy genocide rape deforestation feeling like I could do something about it terrorism fascism despotism when I’m just a man halfway around the world Ferguson police abuse riots and feeling alone in a world full of people racism sexism income gap crises just replace each other like a revolving door did you know Manson’s still alive dreaming of Helter Skelter? crusade slavery apartheid I am so sick of it! if I just go back to living my life and forget about it ignorance apathy privilege would anyone really be hurt or even care? …… NO No no this is not me I am melancholic because of this world but I can do something because this world exists and this world matters I am small here but I exist and I matter so I can do something even if it’s insignificant I swear I can do something
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cynicalwhitekid
Austin
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Written by
cynicalwhitekid
Austin
Published
Aug 12, 2015
Time
2m
Notes

This is read as an internal dialogue of the speaker

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#irony#socialissues
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