today i'm writing an ugly poem consisting of ugly habits and ugly thoughts

2026-05-26

when my friends do not respond,

i think they do not like me.

hey, world doesn't revolve around you,

to each the world revolves around each.

uglier than the poem itself, this attempt at coping,

i hate when my friends do not respond.

i wish i had a girlfriend who i'd,

who i'd devote everything,

and none to my friends.