Sometimes I just hate everything. I have so much trouble meeting women, I have no interest in women, but I feel compelled to maintain the social appearance of heterosexual interests. I'm sitting in a class with a bunch of people that pretend to enjoy life, but I know deep down that they are all as miserable as me.
This is my first muse. Eventually I will add my haiku collection to this website. Thanks to my readers; I'm glad to know other people experience these emotions.