Frustration Poem by Naman Bansal

I'm just sick of living a 'nerd' life.
It makes me squeamish.

In school I was the quiet kid who was always preoccupied with homework.
I never made the extra effort to socialize.

I never made any friends.
Whatever little friendship I did, it was all superficial.

Then came college and history repeated itself;
But I made some friends 'Real' friends as you may say.

I got the golden gift of friendship, but still I’m a social failure.
Never experienced the tender touch of a lady.

I don't want to sound like a needy, desperate, drab 'attention seeking' snob.
#Forgive my surplus adjectives but they just reflect my frustration.

I want to splurge on myself.
I want to indulge myself in debauchery.

I want to ruin my life.
Living like a sage might get you acclaim by parents, relatives and teachers;
But at the end of the day you feel like a vegetable.