Learning to be happy again
I wolnt be coming back tomorrow I do not see the need I write what comes into my mind But no one cares. No friends, No nothing. Where will I go? Who knows? Not I... That is for sure.
I don't know what to write about With all the amazing things around me All my ideas turn to doubts.
Gay used to mean happy. Now it means that you like someone of the same gender. If people would be less prejudiced an cruel, maybe it could mean both. Happy gay people who aren't made fun of. I have a friend who's gay. Don't be mean.
That One Girl... Who always works alone That One Girl... Who fails every class because she is writing That One Girl... Who no one cares about That One Girl... Who's interests and hobbies no one understands That One Girl... Who has a house, but not a home That One Girl...
