<A/N: This poem is very much a nonsensical rant.>

Ugh. 

People can be stupid. 

Talking and talking with nothing to say 

And not paying attention to those 

Who actually do. 

What happened to make me depressed and angry at the world? 

Life happened. 

Well, the truth is nothing happened. 

Just people being stupid like normal. 

Why? 

Because. 

Don't they know "because" is never good enough? 

Can the world do me a favor and die? 

Where will you live then?

I don't know, 

Mars.