Poems I won't look back on.

Frustration

People think I'm spoiled and they think they know me best

I wish all of you assholes would just leave, I'm still a mess.

Nobody knows the shit i do, or the stupid things I've done.

You think you know because you read it here but what does that mean?

This place is filled with lies and stories, who's to say this isn't one?

Nothing makes sense and I'm still confused so let me be.

Life is rough and i don't care. I can be anywhere.

Nobody feels what i feel, or knows what i know.

I'm thinking about going home, nobody will know when I'm gone.

I'll be here but not like you would think. I'll be home out on an ice rink.