our world is like a strange abusive relationship
we have grown used to it being dreadful
we have become accustomed to harm, to stress, to violence
we see it as normal
and if, by chance, you notice? it hardly matters
there is no escape,
there is no hope.
and in the end, you become abusive yourself
you take part in the destruction — by the way you live
you hurt the planet, the trees, the world
like a true abuser, you think:
"it can take it, it is used to it, we are used to it"
"this is how we live"
"science, god or politicians will save it"
that is how it is:
we do not give a fuck
we do our daily job
we exploit others
we sort the rubbish into coloured bins
and donate some money twice a year
yes — that does sound like a real abusive hell
we have grown used to it being dreadful
we have become accustomed to harm, to stress, to violence
we see it as normal
and if, by chance, you notice? it hardly matters
there is no escape,
there is no hope.
and in the end, you become abusive yourself
you take part in the destruction — by the way you live
you hurt the planet, the trees, the world
like a true abuser, you think:
"it can take it, it is used to it, we are used to it"
"this is how we live"
"science, god or politicians will save it"
that is how it is:
we do not give a fuck
we do our daily job
we exploit others
we sort the rubbish into coloured bins
and donate some money twice a year
yes — that does sound like a real abusive hell
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