Be thankful that you are still alive.
Still able to waste your life complaining, creating obstacles.
Pondering the uselessness of your own mortality
Posturing about your own self worth
Laughing at the gifts that were so bestowed upon you.
YOU MAKE ME CRINGE!
How lucky you are that I do not make the decision
How fortunate that I do not hold the title to your soul
You waste of oxygen
You disgrace to your benefactor
Had I the power to enact change, I would trade your life for another
This is why you are left, while others are gone
You have still so much more to learn
Your judge ever patient, ever hoping, that you will begin to see
How I wish I could lift the veil obstructing your view
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