So, really I have to start by saying: I hate this poem. I've always held back from making "complain" pieces about life. It always struck me as a very sophomoric sort of thing and it makes me feel immature to do. I wrote this when I was still in college and not doing too well. I had a ton of other things going on with my life that I just couldn't deal with, so I wrote this. And I never wanted to show it to anybody because well, it's a complain piece. Despite this, I can't let it go because unfortunately, I really like the structure and flow of this one. I tried to change it so that it would be about somebody else, to distance myself from it, but I felt that would just be putting a bandaid on the "problem". So, I'm willing to accept that I wrote this and felt like this at one point.