I Quit

I am mad at the world.

This is why i live in books.

This is why i refuse to make the time,

This is why i won't even spare it a look.

I am infuriated with people.

That is why i made my own.

That is why i took innitiative,

That is why i have so uncommonly grown.

I am respectably resigning.

From the people.

From the world,

From the sour taste of dreams left crippled.