Have you ever been so upset and wish you were dead
been so embarrassed you wish it never happened
almost fell over from static shock
and the next thing you know, you're not on the top
i
ts like the audience is rating you on your every move
make one false step, then you're out
take a pill to make it all go away
snort a line to haze up the day
this poem is so gay
but it takes up my life
and i need it to be wasted away
because my brother is an abuser
my mother is a drinker
i sit here thinking
about my every misfortune
and write about sick emotions
i have nothing else better to do
then to sit and type up my poems
