It's really funny.  Actually its not funny.
So usually I freak out a little too much about marks.  But that's all in the inside.  Most the time.  Usually I just kind of try to make it seem like it's not that big of a deal.  But it is.
This is the last year.  These marks count.  However this is the year I am doing extra bad.  Although I am enjoying school more than any other year.  But its still bad.
I don't like this.
I also complain too much. I just talk too much. I do too many things excessively. It's bad. I have to stop.
 
 
And she walks through the world as though in a daze
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and her heart beats slowly though she doesn't know why
while her soul bleeds softly into the grey sky