You Know Those Thoughts (till the late a.m?) But I Should Sleep...

What if my emotions aren't real
And these are just my understanding
Of what a crisis looks like
From internet articles

Is it just
That what he said
Was always,
"No you're not"
"Stop"
Or little smart remarks
That makes me feel

Useless.

Sarcastic
Know it all

I fear I took after that
And I don't see it in me
Or that I do
What I hated so much
To others near and dear

I've seen it play through

Aren't we all just numbers
To be used and abused
Exploited
For others in power
For money, fame , and fortune?
Why is everything so fucking expensive
To survive

Why do we want what we want
More and more
Greed and feel

Everything a blur

Some night morning thoughts.