Worth

The thoughts of an angry retail worker--it is not exclusive.

The world is full of them. People who will point at you and tell you that you're not good enough.
They remove your humanity, strip away what is you, make you a statistic
Like butchers flaying off pound after pound of flesh from a dead animal
Like a sadistic torturer who yawns at a person's painful screaming
You are reduced to nothing

What's worse is that we believe it
Or at least we accept it
We get subjected to this all day,
We come home,
Look at ourselves in the mirror
That face in the mirror looks so foreign
Who is that?
That person would never do that to me, right?
Somewhere, we forgot who that person is
The mind is infected, it doesn't recall
That person is who you really are
But it's so far inside, the disease that has spread
We want to hurt that person
We think this person is responsible
How could this person I see let this happen?
What a b***h.
I sure wouldn't let it happen.
This person isn't good enough.

And so it goes, we do it to ourselves
We do far greater damage to ourselves than anyone out there could ever hope
You had no identity to them, now you strip yourself of it
You have no identity, you have nothing
You're just like them, an empty shell
You've forgotten what it means to be alive
What it's worth to be human
What it's like to give a damn
And as such, it'll only end when you say it's enough.
When you stop feeling sorry for yourself
And rise up on your feet
And run

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[NightShade]

A truth so fabulously told as this deserves a quote from the guy most know as Dr. Seuss: "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who matter, don't mind and those who mind, don't matter." You've no idea how much I needed to red this today... Awesomesauce!