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Frustration poetry

It's tuesday afternoon and I bang my head against the wall
Tried so many solutions but theres none at all
Double checked my spellings checked on StackOverflow
Yelled, cried and begged on Twitter and FB but no no no
I should know this, it's really very basic stuff
There's no warning no nothing, I've had enough
Why do I do this to myself, loosing all this sleep and hair
To make something work and probably only I would care
It's that little moment of happiness after infinity of self-abuse
Another bug, another bruise
Whats the use?
I like it.
That's my excuse.