A brutal attack of poetry

As I am currently burdened with thoughts that I have no desire to share, I shall leave you only with a poem I wrote in AP English, where fun goes to die. Curse you, Hector!! Curse you!

"Trust or lack thereof"

Bullets!
On my paper
in the air
all around us
Can't escape the bullets!

Bunnies!
Fluffy tails
Floppy ears
Good to Eat!

Tangents!
Must go turn off the stove
Dinner is burned

Regurgitation!
What goes down comes up!
Icky icky icky
Dinner in the john

Poems!
Words that reveal
Nothing
Door to my soul
Is shut