Tuesday, February 23, 2010

mom
u mde a record
ths r deals tt i didn wna
u sae if i hv any objections,
raise it
u'll explain
but will i raise it
whn u shouted @ me,sayin tt's explainin?
u said u feel tt ii hate u nw
i guess is tis mornin
u scolded me fr nt wkin u up
thn mde u cnt wok me opp tke bus
ting is,i didn wna to wke u up
in cse of anothr fight
tt dae,i turn to sae gd bye
u were'nt thr
tdae i turn to leave,
u grumbled thn we didn do th routin(kiss cheek)
i did it,much to my amzement,
n u did it too
once i turned,
once i leave ur sight,
i rubbed my cheek
tt dae,u asked stella
isit harder to brin up a daughter
u were tokin bout me
one qns,
y did u raise me thn,noeing its troublesome?
nw,u say u wna sue MF
n my teacher
i wnt let u
i will sae everytin is my bad
if u stiu wna to chnge my schl,i wil turn fr th worst
i assre u,
i might b doin smth i had hated th most
ur 6th sense is gd,
for sensoring hw much i hate it ryt now
u wna me t return hme
asap
aft schl ends
no time wit fwens
u wna me b aniti social
u said tt i shld excel in studies
thn i cn find fwens
bt i'm nt a nerd
i'm gna b a punk if u stiu continues
bad one too
nw u look ovr me
n lock me in prison
jx lyk hw it used to b
in pri schl
whn i go 21,i wil end up in foreign countries
u lock me so i wnt run
lock me so u gt to noe me btr
i tell u first,
i lock myself whn u lock me
u enter me,c my,bt nt my mind
i'll b in my land
i'm oready carvin a place outta here
mayb,
soon u cn sae gd bye to th real me
to my smiles
i cn b th one u wna
bt wad u c,will nt b smth pleasant
i started scratchin my tights,
great,i nid long pants nw
b glad,
i didn turn bk to penknfe
its a habit tt gt covered up beautifully
i've gt th key
to unlock it
if i wna
n sn,
mayb,
thr'll b scars agn
be happy.HAH!

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