teenage bitchology 101, heh.. .i gave this one a title Options

[racoons > you]

sypathy is
a hug
a f**k
a smile
and a song
to uplift
or a look to make you small
i dont need pity
ineed an answer
so shut up
come on
shut up LOUDER
you can say a thousand words in a blink
or a glare
stare
open air
echoing with the sad looks
poor kid
sad bastard
clinging to a past that isnt there
to a past that let go of the rope
a sentence strung on the fence
or lynched
and hanging
from the old pine out back
so if i look at you funny
or if i burn your card
and if i shrug off your hug
im sorry
because you got it wrong
because what i need is written here
but you'll never read it
because you dont exist anymore
and i'll weep
and rip my heart out
to live the cliche
of angst and teenage bitchology 101
but dont feel sorry
because my problems let go of me
and chain is slack
im still at the end
ready to take the collar off
they're all waiting for me to stand
shake off the shackles of a troubled past
and step into a future of equal torment
it cant go right
because i dont want it to
i'd rather sit
and wallow in the mud
of a thousand pasts
that never were
and in the gap between the flick of the switch and the lights going on
i'll wait forever
poor kid
sad bastard
f**k you
A+ in teenage bitchology 101
and an C- in life
because, let me tell you
i got a life outside of school
i just like to do some extra homework now and again
so dont pity me.
im laughing.
the tears are all in the mind.
yup... valedictorian me

[wounded]

that whole poem is life. Keep it up. :)