I won't be active for a week. So for the people I've been gaming with lately, I'll holler at you next week. I'll be chillin ay my cousins house, having nerf gun wars. hahaha. Later dudes :P

Jealousy, its like an itch.
an itch i tend to scratch.
it's a bitch.

i dont know why i have this itch.
where does it come from?
i dont even know.
it comes,
and it goes.

i hate this itch.
it just never seems to disappear.
these things, to me, never seem clear.
i wish it didnt exist.
its a pest. its like obsessed,
with me. always coming to me.
"why me?", i ask.

that is unknown,
like the man behind the mask.
i wish they had a cream for this itch.
it makes me act like a bitch.
but thats life.

i need to deal with it.
and ignore this itch.
cus in the end, it aint worth it.

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I made this poem right off the bat. It relates to how I feel sometimes. And maybe you guys can relate to it.