I fear not solitude
For it has shown me more compassion than the mob of acquaintances

At first glance 
I despised you.
Quick to judge; 
ignorant.
But with more time spent
I marveled at your strange beauty.
For you guided, not taught.
An awkward couple of simultaneous 
anarchy and structure.
I am myself
The world?
A joke.

I enjoyed the time spent thinking about my environment

Kay’s a bitch

Your boyfriend’s gay

This “poem“‘s fucking retarded

Your taste in music blows

These drugs are shit

No one’s interesting

Love is feeble

Friends don’t exist

Actions are moot

Pseudo.