How are you?
I've got a ton of homework that I'll never do.
I just want to sit here and cry.
I don't get it. Why?
I'm fine.
How are you?
I've got my headphones on, but I can't focus on the song.
The world's so blurry or is it just me?
No, it's just the tears that keep streaming down my face.
What is wrong?
I'm fine
How are you?
The floor is hard and cold where I sit.
I want to sleep but I can't close my eyes.
I'm fine.
How are you?
All those lies for nothing.
I'm not fine, I'm not fine.
Don't you see?
It's not the real me.
and never has been.
I'm fine.
How are you?
Stop asking and I'll stop answering by rhymes and lies.
You won't even care 'till it's too late.
You'll be mourning me on my grave.
The night I decide to end my life.
The last of memory of me is that knife.
I'm fine.
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Life of a teenager
Random**WARNING!** CONTAINS INFINITE RANTS, WEIRD EPISODES OF MY APPARENTLY NORMAL LIFE, IMPOSSIBLE TYPOS, FREAKING SHORT ENTRIES, CASUAL CUSSING, STUFF WRITTEN IN CAPS LOCK SIMPLY BECAUSE I FORGET TO TURN IT OFF, UGLY SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES [BEWAR...
