4/26/2021

I hate my past self
I wasted my teen years being angry,
Bitter and lonely
Pushed off, pushed away
Put down by others and myself.

Pain brought about by fake friends
And often my own volition
Blundering on, ignorant
Convinced I knew what I was doing.

Estrangement from my loved ones
Due to being trapped inside my head
Though sometimes I can't tell if
It's entirely something I did, or if it
Has always been.

I was in the right!
Or was I?
I was all-knowing and ever so wise!
Was I?
No
I was

A fool.

But I suppose on the upside of things
Though I was stupid
I didn't do any of the stupid things
Others did.