It took me years to get where I am at, and now I'm "nowhere"
It took me months to plan to move and now I'm "stuck here"
It took me days to come up with ideas to write poems, and now "this one stinks"-like always
It took me hours to get to sleep, and now I can't go back to sleep
And for once in my life, I just wish the world could just go away or I could just disappear and get people to *stop looking at me like that!