Medalists

I watch videos of award ceremonies when I feel empty

And I look at the shiny gold

At the nice suits,

And I convince myself that 

That's me in those suits!

All these people are celebrating what I, a husk, did!

My neck feels the strain from all the honor!

Bearing on my body.

Yes, that's what it is.

Honor.

Then I shut my laptop, and the dark comes back,

And I remember that I am a parasite.