More: Day + 77

I cannot tell a lie- things are tough. Have been prescribed ani-anxiety pills- Am not sure what is happening to me other than writing crap poems.

Crap Poem #1

I don’t care if Tim wins or loses,

I don’t care who Davina chooses,

I don’t care if Marco is gay,

I just want to feel okay.

Crap Poem #2

Dogs can just poo and be everywhere,

Birds can just take off without a care,

Cats are too cool to have a name,

So why are humans born with shame?