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
ReplyDeleteand she sees the whole universe through a blackened-purple haze
and her heart beats slowly though she doesn't know why
while her soul bleeds softly into the grey sky