Just another depressed girl.

Math Class

We got assigned seats today.

Just your luck you landed right next to me.

You tried to move but the teacher caught you.

You tried to move because of me.

You hate it when I curse under my breathe when I drop something or get something wrong.

You're at least across from your so called best friend(that I took his spot now he's back)

You hate that I'm humming a song.

You hate that I try to talk to my "friend" because you are reminded that I'm next to you.

You hate how I never pay attention.

You hate me.

I tried to be the best person I could be.

Sometimes the the cups are chipped.

Sometimes the people that seem the nicest and brightest can make you go through the worst pain.

Sometimes the princess is crying on the inside.

I would know.

You called me princess.

I was your "princess".

Now I'm your punching bag.

I finally stood up to him.

He was telling me how he was leaving the town.

I finally told him.

It wasn't my fault.

He lied to me. And I believed him over you.

I'm so sorry.

I knew he was an ass. Yet I still followed him.

I'm sorry.

I just hope Math class goes ok.........