I really don't know.

I would consider this nonsense, but I would not.

I really don't know where I would shout, or rather type this feeling building up inside of me. I can't just post this on Facebook or tweet about this on Twitter for they would know. I never want them to know about this. I never want to do that again. I never want to type all these out again, and let them read it, and start another quarrel. No. I won't do that again. Why you ask, because they see me as a very unpleasant person in times of these. They all want to smash my face, if I know. I am the mastermind of all wars, they say. But I wouldn't stick on that. I am not like that. I am better than that. So I browsed a website where I could write whatever my heart desires. I hope this is the fine spot. 

Author's Note

This isn't really a poem, but I felt the urge to put it under "Poem".

Reviews

[Hanakuso]

This is the best spot. Away from everyone, away from all the pretensions. I too, sometimes want to strangle people but the law prohibits intentional asphyxiation, so let me rant. This, Lunette, was a very excellent read.

[Lunette Lariz]

Thank you so much! :)

[captain]

you've found a better spot to write away your frustrations. Nice job.

[Lunette Lariz]

Oh thank you. I hope you read my recent poems. I would gladly appreciate reviews. :)