a haiku...no?....a poem....no? whatever

[farahr]

hair too long,
heart too weak,
head is aching,
beat with stick(s).

eat too much,
feel like shit,
emotions stuff the pudge,
play and repeat.

shit, shit, shit,
she feels like shit.
down, fingers, down,
then eat, eat and go to sleep.

8.30 to 5.30,
five days of bleak,
oh purposeless activities,
suck her weak.

what, what, what?
and when, when, when?
now, now, now,
not then, then, then.