I walk to a room,

bedroom by my side.

I sit down to eat,

with my friends.

As usual but not;

Because this new one,

told me I had a bad

mannerism at eating.

Basically claiming me

a *****,

So I tried to **** him.

Though not understanding ever

why he said, "you have
a nasty habit of eating."

© Clarissa C. van Vreden