I know
Tragically, horrifically
That even in anger
I would never speak to you as you have spoken to me
And it will haunt me
Haunt me for the rest of my days
That I didn't look you dead in the eyes and say Why the fuck would you talk to me like that.
I have never
And I will never
Speak to ANYONE as I have been spoken to
It is cruelty, and it is dehumanizing
Good people don't make good people feel like a tragedy
