I Am

i am angry i am offended i am blue notice the i, i, i, when will it end? dammit, i hurt i feel sorry for myself. i feel so disgraced, degraded? i wanna run i, i, i, i am sick of me. i need to get over myself. this writing stinks. i am in agony. i am unloveable and untouchable. i feel like crushing myself under my heel if i could bend down that far. i might as well be a stripper as much as my body as been invaded and exposed. i can't listen to myself anymore; i am a putz. janetta