Laundry
The whole cycle sucks
I feel cleansed
Defeated
Overwhelmed
Dissed
Disowned
Lied to
Made a fool of
Laughed at
Used
Burned out
Turned out
Ripped
Shredded
Humiliated
Dumped
Disheveled
Ostracized
Villainized
Victimized
And left to die
I’m own pitiful existence
With the thinnest of lights
Enough to keep me awake
And alert enough
To do choices
For those who need a house boy
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