Unfuck Yourself
You didn’t like what was happening,
so you walked straight out the door.
Yet, instead of staying quiet,
you fuss about things more
to anyone who’ll listen as you rant and rave.
Why let what you walked away from
keep your mind enslaved
to believe that another should be a sitting duck?
Can’t you see that instead of complaining,
It’s you you should unfuck?
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