The truth
The Lie.
Im happy, school is great,
i have awesome teachers,
im working at a restaurant
one block away, only two nights a week
its so easy, i pretty much get paid to people watch.
Oh im not going out tonight, i have too much work to do.
The truth.
Im not happy, school is okay
not great, im taking way to many classes
and i am freaking out.
Yes my teachers are awesome, but im not doing
my best work cause im always tired.
i work two or three nights a week, and even though
its an easy job, its tiring and i would much rather be
doing school work during my free time.
I dont go out cause the few friends i have here at school
are nothing like my real friends at home, and they dont like doing
fun things.
And with out fun in my life, i get sad.
i walk around surrounded by thousands
of people and want to cry
and go home cause i feel so alone.
I have to go to class and go to work faking this smile
and when asked "how are you?" i answer with the
lamest of lame, "im good"
NO IM NOT GOOD IM TIRED IM STRESSED
I ALWAYS JUST WANT TO CRY.
I HATE NYC. I HATE BEING ALONE.
Im happy, school is great,
i have awesome teachers,
im working at a restaurant
one block away, only two nights a week
its so easy, i pretty much get paid to people watch.
Oh im not going out tonight, i have too much work to do.
The truth.
Im not happy, school is okay
not great, im taking way to many classes
and i am freaking out.
Yes my teachers are awesome, but im not doing
my best work cause im always tired.
i work two or three nights a week, and even though
its an easy job, its tiring and i would much rather be
doing school work during my free time.
I dont go out cause the few friends i have here at school
are nothing like my real friends at home, and they dont like doing
fun things.
And with out fun in my life, i get sad.
i walk around surrounded by thousands
of people and want to cry
and go home cause i feel so alone.
I have to go to class and go to work faking this smile
and when asked "how are you?" i answer with the
lamest of lame, "im good"
NO IM NOT GOOD IM TIRED IM STRESSED
I ALWAYS JUST WANT TO CRY.
I HATE NYC. I HATE BEING ALONE.