Meandering

"Write a poem," they said. I'd rather go home instead What more can I give? What else do you want from me? If I'm supposed to live Then just fu**en let me be Goddamn; it you gotta be kidding me I've given every ounce of energy you act as if you deserve more I can't give more if I'm dirt poor So f**k what you say Dream the rest away It will not come to fruition No matter the ammunition But my focus must be set And my aim must be correct If Im not showing regret It's cuz it wasn't ready yet One shot is what I got One shot to want for not Or end up here to rot Whats my point? I forgot