Us

When we get hungry, we'll munch on each other; when we get sad, we'll crunch each other. When we get mad, we'll kill each other, and when we get sentimental, we'll send each other extremely long emails detailing the exact cause of our sorrows, why s/he does probably not know of our existence, and why we wish we had made different life choices-- god, we're such imbecile idiots.

We're the people, and as people, we vote. We vote those bastards who have cheated us again and again and again, because those are the only bastards we can vote. Those bastards who can lead us, and make us prosper, are prospering themselves, because they're selfish bastards, like all of us bastards. We lose in the elections, because we cant win. Democracy is a loser's game for us, and we play it for the heck of losing.

We're the people. Just like the other people, those who look like us, eat like us, speak like us, and drink like us. They love like us, and they have pretty eyes like our people. And we hate them the most. Because they're too much like us. Because we're not unique anymore then. We teach our kids to hate people who look like us, and who love like us. Because we don't like us. We live, we lose.

We are the idiots. We won't speak when we must, because we are scared. And we speak when we really should not, because we are scared they'll know we are idiots. We swallow in all the injustices, all the injustices those with big sticks and wallets and guns do on us, because we do. And when those with slightly less deadly sticks and wallets and guns injustice us, we speak. Because we're scared idiots, and we don't like people to think that we are scared idiots. We are the citizens. We are the citizens of Metropolises, and dirty cities, and destroyed cities, and pretty cities, and big cities, and all the cities and towns there are, and more. We are the citizens. We lose, because we're the citizens.

And yet, we live. We munch and crunch and kill each other, and get sentimental. We cry, and we complain, and we curse the mfking electeds, but we live. And that's us. That's the existence.

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