He hurried past me with a smile on his face
Laughing
I thought to myself
What is he thinking? Is it about me?
Because everything is about me.
I am the center of the world
How could he
Laugh at me
But he was laughing because
His cat had pissed on his plants
And his socks weren’t matching
He had to use the bathroom badly
He was thinking he would go on the 6th floor this time because last time he went on the 8th
And he really wanted to go around the world
He was laughing at a gif he saw about a man dancing with no under pants
And the text his his friends sent this morning ragging on him for losing a bet he had placed last night
I cringed at the thought of a man laughing at me
It made me angry
I felt hate
Ugliness surrounding me swallowed me
Because the world revolves around me
Because he had to be laughing at me
It was the only reason plausible
So when I saw him again I gave him the finger
He looked confused
He gave the finger back
He thought that people were rude
And probably psychotic
He shrugged
Artistically Repressed 