Sometimes I think I need to get out of this city and far away from here.

I know people who tore projects apart because they felt such a need to be leader. They lorded over every single employee and used interns to stab their own friends in the back. And according to suspicion, they slept with that same intern. They turned their power inward and beat it to death.

I know people who flirted and led people on while hiding their wedding rings in their pocket. They don’t know those people quit their jobs when other coworkers caught on and judged the victim for it. Nobody did anything about it. It just happened. Happens. It happens.

I know people who keep universities held back because they know of something wrong and don’t do anything about it. I know people who don’t have a spine to fire their own underlings when they’ve gone mad with power.

I know people who say they’re working on their racism and I know people who say they’re going to make a change one day. I know people who know of fucked-up situations and ask how the problematic person is doing. They still care about how they’re doing.

I know people who plug their ears and sing out loud while ignoring the elephant in the room. I know people who say they’re going to stand up one day and they never do it.

I know people who say they’re going to stand up one day and they never do it.

I know people who say the room isn’t on fire when the house is burning down. I know people who will stand on the platform while the last embers are fading away and the ash is floating towards the sky.

I know people who don’t care, won’t care, will continue to do the same thing over and over again. Over and over again because it helps, and they think it works. It’s working for them and that’s all they care about.

They want peace and order and for the sun to always be shining. They won’t hear about the people you know about, because the people you want to talk about is them.