Angry, disappointed

Angry, disappointed
The whole world is astonishing.
Surprisingly rusty,
Disgustingly nasty.

How’re you? Are you good?
Yes, I’m fine. Don’t even bother to pretend,
To look like you care
And to seem like it matters.

It doesn’t, all right?
Stupid questions, query answers.
Is that how it should be?
Oh, no. I don’t think so.


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