What is a disorder?

My life...

No writing on the walls,

just scribbles.

Crushed pop cans

beside a cat's nest of clothes.

Such a mess...

I want to set it on fire.

When will the world burn?

I'm not crazy...

My life is disordered,

my head is fine.

Thanks to Xarken for encouraging me to give the daily poetry challenge a try once again. This was my mood today. It's rare for me to not rhyme but it happens. Will probably happen more often in this daily diary. I want to avoid nitpicking at things and just write whatever suits my mood each day.