Culture of Power (Less)

Culture of Power (Less)

I only wanted to eat

But I swear this manner

Eats at my soul

You weren't there

The busted windows

My room was always cold

I had to speak this way

Dress this way

Or they wouldn't think

I could do it

Now you believe

I'm unrecognizable

But you're the one

Who put me through it

You told me

To play this game

You said it was the

Only way to eat

Sit how they do

Talk like they do

Not a soul at the table

Who looks like you

Occupies another seat

And now I spend

My family dinners alone

As if I don't belong

You tell me to win

"Get schooled"

In the game

And now you say I'm wrong

I would trade

Everything I've gained

To be looked

As I once had

I would unlearn the language

Behavior and mannerisms

I needed

Because this distance

Makes me sad

I'll go back to

The empty fridge

If I means

I'll be filled with your love

For your approve

I'd wear the tattered clothes

And the

Old, torn winter gloves

I would throw in the towel

I'd quit the game instantly

If you would accept me again

If we weren't distance friends

If you saw me again

As family.

- K.S. Fort

From, "To Me "

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