The isolation just makes me go crazy.
They want to bully me. It's not the way.
Everyone assumes that I am lazy -
and will not hear a single word I say.
Their labels cannot begin to define
who I am, or dreams I might aspire to.
They make sure that I know all blame is mine.
They ridicule me - mock my point of view.
I'm not allowed to say that it's not fair.
I'm not supposed to moan or disagree.
Did I expect that they would really care?
Did I expect my dinners to be free?
They've missed the point again: What a surprise.
I listen, in stunned silence, to their lies.