Bad Day

Bastards, the lot of them
Not an ounce of compassion
Between them
I search desperately for
A glimmer of tenderness
In their blank glassy eyes
Until I become weary
I retreat back into my shell
Only to encounter the same
Empty space where humanity should be
But today is a bad day

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