they say the system is broken.

they say the system is broken.

they say the system is broken. it isn’t. it works exactly as intended. I gave up parts of myself to fit in, called it survival, called it success. lies. my integrity was the first to go. then my time, then my voice. I know what I am: a product of empire, plugged into the same machines I claim to hate. my ancestors built borders. I shop online. I write about justice from inside this walls. I want to scream, but sometimes I just scroll. sometimes …