I feel used,

Because I have been.


I feel upset,

Because that's how I am lately.


I feel dumb,

Because I have no fucking

idea what to do.


I feel torn,

Because my options

seem equally miserable.


I feel lost,

Because I no longer

have direction.


I feel pitiful,

For showing you

how I feel.


I feel ashamed,

To be me.


I feel enraged,

Toward you.


I feel sometimes,

Like I don't have

the right to be mad.


I feel confused,

Because I feel all

this at the same time.