mindless melancholy
i feel so confused. i've been working my ass off to bring my grades up to pass this school year and i got a job, but for some reason instead of feeling good i feel empty. im starting to think if this is why i started not caring at all. getting good grades doesnt even bring me the slightest satisfaction, so why do i even bother? i dont care. i just want to fucking drop out already and work on my writing. stephen king dropped out of school, why the fuck cant i? for some reason, though im caught up and i have all my work in i still feel like this impossible weight still lies on my shoulders. i dont get it, its fucking retarded. i dont know what to do. maybe i should just drop out, i mean i can make more as a kfc manager then a teacher. pretty sad, huh? i just dont get it.
your scissors have torn my paper
would you fancy that
take a look around
we make the perfect attraction
exibit A, exibit B
if only you could see
mindless melancholy, is that the aim, now whats the to gain?
mindless melancholy, for these letters, what would i trade?
your scissors have torn my paper
would you fancy that
take a look around
we make the perfect attraction
exibit A, exibit B
if only you could see
mindless melancholy, is that the aim, now whats the to gain?
mindless melancholy, for these letters, what would i trade?