Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Ego Poem 5

I don’t like anyone I know.

I’m not lonely
I have friends
Good ones
Close ones
I don’t feel misunderstood
I hate all that shit
I don’t feel isolated
I’m popular
Funny
I just have standards
Expectations
People disappoint me
Frequently
Why do you think that?
Or believe that?
Why act like that?
Or need that?

I want to like people
But cracks eventually show
Every time

So do mine
I imagine
But that’s their problem.

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