Privilege of Victimhood

The privilege of being a victim

Does it come with any conviction

That perhaps we’re stuck in a strange addiction

To that which hurts and rips our heart out

And leaves a hole for hate to shout out

Who could we be when truth has set us free

What if depression and anxiety is as simple as refusal to see

Oneself as god in this reality?


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