They ridicule me in passing, whispering like I’m deaf—or maybe just dumb. Pushing me to the edge is their entertainment. Just a little fun, like the old lynching days. Welcome to America. This is my reality. These demons robbed me, humiliated me—what is there to discuss? They don’t respect me. If I stay silent, they punish me. If I speak, they punish me louder.
Screw bitcoin