Mar 01, 2009 23:53
It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
It makes no sense at all.
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away.
If a stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day.
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time
You gave it all away
It was mine
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost.
It's not right
some times i wish i could just stop thinking for a bit
i think alot of the time it digs me in deeper and makes shit
worse. but lets be honest i could never stop, i guess theres just
always stuff to think about.
it should really start getting nicer out, i hope
its march and it just snowed its ass off, the only positive
is were already called off for school tommrow
other then that i just want it to be nice out so i can
actually get out of this room and go run or something.
theres offically 100 days, if im right untill im out for summer
and like 109 untill every body is in nc.
which i guess its not that long but then again it is
like i said it will probably go alot smoother once
it gets nice out, the winter just fucks everything up.
i just want to be around people who dont drive me crazy,
that would be great. im trying to stay postive
and keep it together but i cant help but feel the way i do,
i hate dealing with heartbreak and all the extra crap.
but theres nothing i can do i guess.