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Apr 2013
I hate having to write things out.
I don't want to do things at all.
I just want to sit here all day,
And read all the books on my shelf.
Is that really too much to ask?
To be able to stay here alone,
To just watch movies endlessly?
I'd sink into oblivion if I could.
Life just likes to get in my way.
The pains and the chores of
Everyday life.
I feel sometimes as though
I'm slowly going insane.
I wish I could go insane.
Maybe then people would
Finally leave me be.
I like being alone,
You see.
I find it rather enjoyable.
I like being lonely.
I know it sounds odd but,
I just can't help it.
I really dislike people.
I can do things on my own.
When I want to do things,
That is.
Because I usually don't.
Want to do things,
That is.
I think I might be done now.
I'm finished.
Shannon Rogers
Written by
Shannon Rogers  Canada
(Canada)   
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