salty tear drink

i walked to my school’s ‘computer lab ‘

before i sat down at a computer i sad ‘ crisis time’

not sure why i said that

nobody else was there because it was like 5 in the morning

i meant to do some ‘ homework’

but i just ‘messed around’ on the internet

i looked up how much it would cost to fly to india on  expedia.com

i looked up how much it would cost to buy some ’stuff’ at ikea.com

i can’t do ‘anything right’

getting phone numbers from people is ‘easy’

getting people to text back is hard

getting into college is easy

getting good grades requires effort

failing classes is easy

working at ‘kfc’ or ‘ subway’ is hard

it seems like i ‘alienated’  potential acquaintances

i read some blog post from some girl

she said she will ‘ die alone’ with like 40 cats

i laughed inside without making a smile

she might become a  ’ cat lady’

i will die alone with zero pets

i will die alone outside in a park

i will die alone with shoplifted merchandise from ‘ target’

i feel irrelevant

i feel irrational

 i have an extensive knowledge of geography

when i was in 8th grade i knew  about  k-mart realism

when i was in 9th grade i knew nothing about ‘ relationships’

when i was 20 years old i still did not know what a ‘ relationship’ means

should i move to hawaii

should i cut my ear off and eat it on vegan rye bread

should i cry into a bottle of ice tea and ask somebody to ‘ take a sip’

and that person will say after drinking a sip ‘ tastes salty’

i will laugh or something

i have asperger’s syndrome or something

One Comment

  1. Posted November 19, 2009 at 10:22 am | Permalink

    sweet poem

    i subscribed to your blog’s feed

    i can read your poems all the time now

    really excited about this


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