Why can one man make you feel useless? Why can one insult ruin a perfect day? Why do I get up? Why wouldn't I get up? Why does he have the right to put me down in the first place? Why do I think he doesn't? Why do I feel like the man with the most power, is powerless at heart? Why does God allow him to negatively impact the world? Why doesn't God give me the power to react? Why am I still on the ground? Why am I not shouting my story throughout the rooftops? Why is religion, wealth, and fear pushed on me like those are my new quintessential rights? Why don't I? Why aren't I? Why can I not summon the power within to stand up to this projectionable asshole? I think I can't because I don't think I can.