we’ve been seeing “the other side of the story” for all of our fucking lives
we’ve been thinking about the feelings of our oppressor for too fucking long
and they have have the nerve, the fucking nerve, to cry about it when we ask them to see our point of view, when we ask them to try to understand it
we silently watched them devalue and dehumanize us without a second thought for the longest, and the moment we decide to get smart and return the favor
we’re evil, we don’t respect opinions, we are not nice enough, we are wrong
wow.