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From my warmed and ribbed blanket

In a room with three walls and a curtain

My senses are dimmed, all but hearing

And I heard everything

"Pink slips and feces, I was kicked out

But the government lies all the time.

I'm not crazy, I swear. I know you don't care

But I promise I'm a political prophet."

"I'm hungry now, where is the food?"

"Please sir, we have already called."

"But I'm hungry now, wheres the food?"

"Please sir, go back to your room."

"I am eighteen and I control me.

No, I'm okay, I don't need to be locked up.

Suicide and anger doesn't make me crazy,

I'll be back, I have to use the restroom."