Not a poem. Not my regular thing that is months behind what I am currently working. I am emotionally exhausted.  As much as I would like my faith in humanity is **** near non-existent. If everyone who claimed they were revolutionary or non-conformist actually were things might be better. People run off at the mouth how if in such and such a situation they would not follow the crowed. they say they just haven't been tested. However, every day is a test. Every potential act of kindness is an act of defiant against the status quo. 99% people fail to even meet the basic standards of being a half decent human being. It is what obsesses me, possess me to write frequently. I am physically and emotionally tired. I am angry at the world for the cruelty. I am jealous to a certain degree of those who succeed in the system at the expense of others, while I struggle for the scraps. I do not want to be rich, I just wish to be recognized and understood. I want to feel like I am not fighting a monster that is not only beating me but getting bigger.