Frustrations.

Dear world.
My frustrations are limitless. Endless. So many questions, so little answers.
I feel torn,limb from limb, by everyone I know. My family expect so much of me.
I expect so little.
College feels my fucking purgatory. Stuck here unable to leave.
Nobody knows me. Wants to know me. Not that I blame any of you.
I have no intentions of being the good guy anymore. Fuck that. Life's too fucking boring.
Life will kill you.

Here I sit all alone, drinking in my room. Nobody to nurse me back to happiness.
My body feels numb, my heart feels cold. Unable to beat it sits there as a timebomb waiting to explode.
I inhale the smoke, feeling the fire burn.
Why arent I noticed more? is there something that fucking repulsive about me?
She doesnt notice me with a clear mind. She see's me through smoke and broken mirrors.
Distorted.

I can't sleep at night because all I see is her face. I try to blank her but its pointless.
She's a poison attacking my system. My barriers have fallen down at her feet, my mind only spoken to her.
Notice me.

I try my hardest not to be undertaken by your spell. But you. You attack me once again.
Why do you do this? Is it a fun game to you?
Can't be. No way. You're too perfect to have a purple heart.
Wine is fine but whiskey is quicker.



Fuck.