7/19/2017
If I'm brutally honest
I hate this place
the walls, the carpet, the cubicles
but if I'm brutally honest
there aren't many places I don't hate
This hatefulness has built up inside me
over years of somber disappointment
after somber disappointment
of miserable failure
after miserable failure
each fiber of carpet
in this horrid place
represents another cataclysmic failure
too many to count
I'm so dismally rotten inside
that I hate myself as much
as I hate this place
I'm infected with negativity
which eats away at my self-confidence
until there is nothing left
but bones to feed on