Not a poem but just some ramblings

I hate the place in which I reside
I'm lost as to why

The people I live with are lovely
But I hate them too
The fact that they're so "organic" and for the world
But lack the process of placing the right items in the recycle
Maybe it's because they're messy
Or the fact their music drowns out mine
Maybe it's T.V that's so loud at night
So their fucks make no obvious sound

The room I have is huge
I hate that it's biggest I'v ever had
It's right next to the bathroom
That keeps me so endlessly awake
I can hear every bucket of vomit hitting the toilet bowl
And the light flickering off and on
I hate that I get the afternoon sun
Because it's so uncomfortable

I'm not fond of every visitor that has passed through these doors
Or the parties held downstairs on our beer stained floor
Not fond of every friend that has slept in my bed
Or the way my room is a graveyard of art supplies and ideas from my head  

Or maybe I hate this place
Because I returned here on my first date
To fall deeply in love
With a human I hate