How Things Change People...

mister perfect

why was i the smart one?

why can't i just fail so my friend got higher?

why am i "perfect"

why...why dit i even get a life?

i woke up in bed from my timer.. "gues its a new day again, lets hope today is difrent but i doupth it" i pulled the blanckets off and got ready for school. i usually skip breakfast these days sinds it never feels right to eat alone winout my parents. i grabbed my snack from the snack and cookie closet and trew them in my bag. next i filled my waterbottles up, i have 2 cus i usually have no time to refill my first.

after all that i start walking to school. its a sunny day and i like it, it gives me a happy moving on feeling. somthing i dont wanne lose, not in a milion years. i arrived at school after a few minutes and walked to the class early, bifore evrithing would be arround me being perfect again... "hey! mister perfect!" i could hear the voices already in my mind repeating. "gempa!!!" a voice yelled but i ignored it not knowing it was acually sombody i knew...one of my friends that felt like they were real ones. 

i got in my seat and layed my head down, today we would get our rapports again..last time i got 99% and the second smartest got a 89%. somthimes life i live in din't feel real, like this was all made up... at some point i could jump off a bridge at a random time a day and still be talked about on being the person who's perfect.. but i dint wanne be the perfect one, i never shose that. i dont wanne be treaten difrent, i can be sombody you look up to- but there's no way you really wanne be me. i mean- why does?

who wants to be called perfect all the time and make no mistakes? not learning from anithing! i just wanne make a few mistakes to make me not that perfect like evribody thinks i am..but onestly who am i te tell you..im just good at the things..i can never change this..