Artist: Pal G. Koak
Am I a mime?
Do my gestures of frustration present as dramatic flares of entertainment?
It's entertaining when I'm dressed in society's costume, isn't it?
You wouldn't be laughing though if you were stuck in this invisible glass
Hard to see but somehow theatrical, we're the invisible class
Walk with me if you're human, you've got one job---one task
Speak up with me next time, will you?
Don't rely on my ask
In a year strife with grief, death, and revelation,
frustration has been the common thread weaving these situations together. Sometimes I feel hope, sometimes I feel righteous anger, most times I feel frustration. --Pal K.