Elucidating Questions

It’s not a shock

Being told by people who are apparently my neighbours that I should accept poverty

When I can’t afford my heart medication I will remember that no one owes me anything

Not even life

What a sick society

No wonder the wind howls these days

Blow it all away then

Make them all as poor as me and see how they feel

It should be chilling

To be told that my own country doesn’t owe me my life

Then why did it bother birthing me?

I’m going to bring you into a world of demands

But never hear any of yours

Starve for all I care and if you become disabled don’t come crying to us

I don’t care if you wanted to be a functioning member of society and tried so hard and got so far and in the end it didn’t FUCKING MATTER

None of it fucking mattered

All those days I worked 12 hour shifts for the good of my company

All those hours spent in college and university that were supposed to send me to Japan

I watched it all melt away into nothing

And people tell me to be more positive

I want to die

I don’t want to die

These words spin on a wheel and it could be anything

Hold me together Sol

And you do

Like you’re singing a song just for me

In your light I want to live

These people they don’t care if I live or die

I’m just a leech on their precious and perfectly functioning support system

If my country and all these people I worked my ass off for

Because they demanded it of me

Owe me nothing then I owe them the same

My birth was not a contract to be a thoughtless, heartless, soulless, drone for my country

Fuck Canada