I don't trust anyone

by Adrianne Hershae

This is actually a very old diary entry that reminded me of one Miss Helga G. Pataki... And I wouldn't exactly call it poetry. I mean who can even begin to compare with she the one and only? So full of enthusiasm and energy! Simply blossoming with vocabulary far beyond her years! ...albeit, humiliatingly mushy.

Reaching for something that isn't even there...

Why do I do it? Is that stupid or what?

Someone to protect me

I can take care of myself!

Someone to talk to

It's none of your business!

Someone to be there for me

Leave me alone!

Someone to love me

I don't need you!

Someone I can trust

I don't believe you!

I don't trust anyone...