Dad says I'm good for nothing,
Mom says I'm immature,
School just ain't my kinda thing,
That's just my unique nature,
I hate to be here,
It's like I'm stuck forever,
No way dear,
Just let it be, NEVER,
I have my objectives,
I ain't giving 'em up,
I might not have any motives,
But I ain't gonna shut up,
People and personality varies,
Music and art I desire,
Read everyone's diaries,
& eventually burn them in fire.
(I reckon the last parts does not have any meanings)
xoxo
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Messed Up Words
Posted by herclandestine at 1:21 AM
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