Please help me,
I'm writing this out of frustration and anger.
I'm listening to Down Under by Men At Work and crying.
I come from a land down under.
What if everyone hates me?
What if it's all a game they all play on me; they all laugh about it later?
"She's so gullible..."
Where women glow and men plunder.
I have no way to prove that everyone likes me.
I get so scared at school that someone's going to come in a shoot up the school, or stab me. I get scared to go out because cars can crash and I can't die.
What if the person in the car behind us is following us home just to kill us?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run,
you better take cover.
