Comfort

These shiny, unhappy people,
holding hands and angry signs,
Forced me to take my conscience
for a walk today.

So what if my emotional life
is run by social networks at times,
And all I do is shake my head
and sigh in front of the television.

Someday, when we need,
a supporter or a normal nut,
Maybe I won't,
hang out at home that day.

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