Boring day again..
School is gay. I hate it so much now, even more than before. Mrs. Rotonde pissed me off and I dont know if she's actually gonna give me a zero on the speaking test. She's a wicked bitch lately.
Today was ackward though. The teachers were passing around a moldy sandwhich..hm..strange.
Went to my dad's. Nothing ever exciting there. Went on the trampoline with Britt and Josh, and got a blizzard to get fatter. And that was my amazing evening.
Being yourself is like being free.
Pretending to be someone else is like being trapped, living a lie.
Your scared to show your true self hidden underneath a blanket of lies.
You try to be one of the crowd, blend in, but ordinary just isnt good enough.
Some people think too highly of themselves, while others think of themselves as dirt.
The dreamers, the wanna-be's, the posers, the preps..
Pushing yourself, hurting yourself, trying to be someones else.
Some people are made to stand out.
The independent people who dont really care how people think or label them.
The ones who cant live up to their own expectations, so why live up to others?
Its one big circle
Everybody rather be someone else, have other people's qualities, looks, or life.
They try so hard, and always fail.
Everyone cries at night, crying for their terrible life,
When someone else is crying also, hoping and dreaming to be them and have their "terrible" life.
So in the end yourself is who your meant to be,
Nothing ever changes.