A piece I wrote when I was angry, because I got mistreated by a figure of authority.
If I had to make a comparison, you were but a wicked human and I was but a clueless small ant without an army.
You couldn’t help but step on the clueless small ant, for you were so mighty,
I, the clueless small ant, couldn’t do anything, for I couldn’t go against the human without being stepped on again, and died hopelessly.
