Tell me you know
Just how it feels
To have your
Very livelihood
Threatened
Tell me you know
Just how it feels
To be treated
Like a criminal
For trying to survive
With what money
I have
Tell me you know
Just how it feels
To quietly panic
To go hot and clammy
At the
Long
Silences
Tell me you know
Just how it feels
To experience your
Platitudes and weak
Reassurances --
That all will be fine --
That it's
Not
All on the line
You don't
You will never
Know
Or
Understand
The depth
Of this fear
Or the fact
That you hold
My life
In your hands
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