The privileged type sympathies on their two thousand dollar phones in the comfort of their safe homes.

The privileged cry tears for mothers and children they’ll never meet…

But unlike them, life goes on for the privileged who is plagued by social media’s role in the pain that she seeks.

The privileged is privileged because she curates and articulates only to make her chest lighter.

The privileged feels guilty for being privileged when there are children across the lands who are in pain but yet she forgets to tip the waiter and ignores the roadside peddler.