Nectarine

On Tuesday I realised that I help people sell other people stuff they don't really need. This happened during lunch.
On Wednesday everyone was in a hurry and ignored the bleeding guy. Cold people. They're running to pick up a fight over budget clothing, made by small hands.
On Thursday I started blaming the world. I blamed it for being disposable. I blamed it for giving birth to allergies, branding, and antisocial behaviour. I blamed it for not blaming people.
On Friday I decided to change the world. I would tell people the truth. All it would take was some determination.
On Saturday I became frustrated. I swapped 300 Third-World lives for celebrity gossip. I forgot about exploitation by watching reality shows. I heard that the quality of my life would considerably improve if I bought the things they say I need. I switched it off.
The Sunday crushed me. This time I realised I would have to change my own world. I fell asleep again.
Monday came and went.
It's Tuesday again. I feel like seeing my friends.