I don't think i had ever meant for this to be personal.
But I'm not God.



I thought about things on the way to school.
Most of them were about my family. Going.
I don't think I'm emotional.
I think bad things happen to me and so i am the way i am.
I don't blame. I don't seek acceptance.
I sure as hell don't need pity.
But perhaps I'm a wreck.


Then, again i have answers to nothing.

I'm jaded. Yea. And I'll take some stick, but still.

I'm fuckin jaded.