poems that make me hate myself a little less

The Alps

I said I wanted to die with a pretty scenery

So you took me to the mountains

But I hated mountain climbing

So you took me to the beach

But I hated the sand in my toes

So you took me to a garden

But I hated sneezing on all the pollen

So you took me back home

I wanted to die with a pretty scenery 

I had the prettiest person with me 

even though my mind was the ugliest of all