What am I s’posed to do?
Who am I s’posed to be?
There are so fricking many things
Expected out of me
I work myself to death, and then
When I walk in the door
She’s always saying I do nothing
And that she wants more
And I am just like, “Screw this.
Screw you. Just screw everything.”
I’m tired and I’m pissed
And I’m about to snap my string
She says that I don’t love her –
Yeah: that’s what she freaking said –
Who needs this crap. I’ll go be with
My damned mistress
3 thoughts on “Diatribe During Counseling”
You got me! I was with him all the way … then boom! Love being surprised. 🙂
A lot of my friends are like this… they sound very convincing until they put the last few details in.
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Dear Owen Poetic Epilepsy,
That poem is great! I am supporting the woman though. Boys of any age and men of any age sometimes and in a lot of cases a lot of times can be mean, indifferent, difficult to deal with, immature, annoying, distant, and thoughtless.