Projection

I should be used
to this by now
This time of year
And…
Suddenly I can say
nor do anything right
Become one of the
Invisible
Treated as though
we are not friends
regardless of our
Past
I don't understand
why I must suffer
must be blamed
when I have done
nothing to warrant
this behavior

Why does your ego
always get in the way?

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 As Ever, Annie