Istantaneous Diary Poem by Laura arwen

Everything is irritating
to me
For me it
is a liberation
to remain alone
Probably I will
not leave traces
of my passage
It is never
too late to
live in total
isolation
Sometimes I want
disappear as far
as possible
Lately I just
want to be
alone because I
can no longer
tolerate the presence
of people
I'm not very
satisfied with my
reading path
Maybe I'm exaggerating
to spend money
Lately I often
feel rejected
I've always been
obsessed with exaggerations
I'm not appreciated
for what I
am and I'll
never be
I should be
more precise and
less confused
I'm determined to
be ordered
I often dream
of living in
a harmonious solitude
For me there
is no place
in the world
I am very
angry with people
because they live
me without help
I feel ashamed
for not being
autonomous or a
little better