Poetry

Caricatures

Written by Jacob Ibrag

I’m stuck. Thirty days in and I’m shit

out of luck. These people see right through

me. Lying. Cheating. Figured it was my only

way in this game. They see it. So do all of you

watching from home. Please remember that this

isn’t who I really am. It’s this game. It converted

us into something. Caricatures. You have to be

a certain way and right now I’m the big bad wolf.

I’m hungry for blood, need to keep moving on.

This isn’t who I am. It’s reality TV. This isn’t

me. It’s reality. Just TV. This is me.


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