insidious

it feels like a joke,

the way you're treating me

 

you tell your colleagues

not to belittle me

because you wouldn't belittle

the guy who was previously in my seat

 

yet you talk over me

you cut me off

you make me feel

like it was my fault

 

because i was busy

because i wasn't giving you enough attention

because i didn't get back to you

 

when you were supposed to come to me

when that was your responsibility

when you don't even listen

 

when i have to tell you a thing

over and over and over again

because you don't take me seriously

because you're busy looking for shortcuts

 

over and over again,

you come back

with the same questions

and the same attitude

 

you tell me, don't worry

it's not going to happen again

and yet it did

willfully

 

you tell me:

are you deliberately lying to my face now?

because it feels like disrespect,

the way you're treating me