Political Hell

I hate the way you don’t see me
It’s like I don’t exist
Maybe it’s because you’re too involved in these stupid politics
The way you don’t even look at me
The way you watch these games they play
It just creates my look of sadness and dismay
Why do you do this to me, to us?
Does it grant you any happiness or joy?
Making other people argue and watching groups of people get destroyed?
Do you even see that I’m broken?
Can‘t you tell I need fixing?
Or is this all you care about, standing and watching while fear and hatred is mixing?
We’re all in pain
You can’t even tell
That’s why I say, I’m in a political hell