poet7

Hello again. Another sleepless night for me, oh well. Just putting up some old stuff, eating some ramen, being a typical college student lol. saw a really good film, called cashback. it's a british indie, i would highly recommend it. But yeah. I wish these poems were all up in the order i wrote them, but oh well. I do have a few new ones mixed in with the old..not that you can tell, they probably all just look like new ones. but i do hope that the newer ones sound more sophisticated and polished than the old ones. maybe that's how you'll figure it out :) i don't really know, nor do i care. as long as someone reads it i'm a happy camper. so ye

I don't really know what to think. Honestly, I was starting to think that it was ok being home for the summer..seeing friends, hanging out. You know, just chilling. I feel so empty sometimes. Like there is this big hole inside of me that I can't fill up, no matter what I do. Not that I'm like out there trying to fill myself up in sketchy ways, but sometimes I just feel like I'm completely alone. And my friends here at home are not helping the situation. Seriously, I thought they liked me more than this. I'm getting ditched and completely feel like everyone is ignoring me, all the time. WTF? I guess it's true, that you can't stay friends with

Ugh, girls can be so stupid sometimes. Not that I'm dissing all of them, it's just kinda frustrating. A poem is a poem, definitely open to interpretation. You go assuming that it's about something that it's not, makes both of us look bad. Man, my sex is so bitchy sometimes. I just don't get it. If you don't have all the facts, you can't go and tell me that I'm wrong. I have a right to my feelings, and so do you. I wouldn't try to make you feel like yours are insignificant, so why do it to me? This is just so goddamn messy..fuck! Drama just freaking follows me around. Fucking hate it.