You don’t know about real stress, he said.

She was at the end of her tether

stressed from work.

That’s why she screamed at you,

when you vomited all over the floor

Because of Dengue Fever

You must forgive her, he said

Does that make me so

Unlovable?

You’re too fat, she said.

No one will want you.

That was said, after a day,

of being tormented by bullies

and being yelled at by teachers

A blow to the head, shoved to the ground

Instructions to do sit-ups

despite pains from IBS

Then more screams, as I soiled my pants

Does that make me so

Unlovable?

Stressed teachers taking out

their shit on us

Disrupting our inner peace

Stressed parents taking out

their shit on us

Disrupting our inner peace

Asshole bullies taking out

their shit on us

Disrupting our inner peace

Is it really that strange, then

that the suicide rate is so high?

Everyone is unbalanced

Mentally, Spiritually, and Emotionally

Because society, and existence

as we know it, is so very

Unlovable

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