Is it a sin to slap the hand who feeds you the most?
Is it a sin to resent those living in a smaller house?
Is it a sin to resent those who stop climbing when the ladder does?
Is it a sin to refuse to give out kindness like stale candy from the back of a van?
I can’t help but resent
squeeze me into a square tin can
lotion me all over their face
buy me the world for a smile
maybe that’s where i can finally draw the line
between hating me and hating you