This Is Confessional Poem by Gary Diamond

why do i rely on people.
why so glum, so sad.
unreliable.
get in my way.
curse me.
can't work out who i am.
move me.
can't you see i'm just a man.

cos i'm different from you
and your small town ways
i prefer getting gone with haze
and i'm enjoying it cos i know
you'll never have half of what i have
even though you can't take it with you
and even though you can try to meet me... halfway.

this is confessional.
why are you getting mad.
you raised your voice.
don't get me.
can't figure out what i am.
push me.
can't you see i'm not your man.