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I don't know what to think, of myself and everyone else. God- I just can't stand you sometimes.... You never trusted me. None of you. How do you think it feels to be nothing? How do you think it feels if people only care because of obligation? You are driving me insane. All of you... I am driving me insane. My goddamned stupidity. My goddamned uglyness. My goddamned selfishness. I can't take what you're doing. I can't take what you're saying. I am the empty void that you walk straight through as you walk down the hall. You don't care enough to trust me. Love is based on trust. I need to be trusted, to be loved. I can't take this... I can't take you and your ignorance. You think you know everything. You know nothing. Not that I know anything. Just that you know nothing. You are driving me insane... I am driving me insane...It's not really a poem - just venting Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 12:16 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"I don't know what to think,..."