fransykes part 1

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And then I found out how hard it is to really change. Even hell can get comfy once you've settled in. I just wanted the numb inside me to leave.

No matter how fucked up you get, there's always hell when you come back down.

Writing song lyrics were pretty easy when you have experienced it first hand, I think that's why people relate to my songs, I write lots of lyrics whilst I'm in school, I only have a few years to go.

It was lunch time at st parks academy, it was pretty crowded in the canteen our group of 5 people took up one of the biggest tables, I wasn't really paying attention to what people were saying when suddenly some kid trips over my foot. "Oh, I'm so sor" I was cut of as the kid stands up and punches me straight in the face.

"FUCK!" I scream as warm blood oozes down my face.

Everyone in the canteen where silent, most of them had there mouths open, this is so embarrassing I felt a tear escape my eyes it all happens so fast I didn't mean for that kid to trip over, I steer at him. A few minutes passed before the teachers took me and this boy to the office. I hate this kid.

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