first day of eighth grade + stupid poem thing

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by hyuniebees

by hyuniebees

So today, I experienced my first day of being a big eighth grader. Although I now get seniority in band, it's not really the greatest when everything around you is so unfamiliar...

my teachers aren't the greatest,

my classes aren't the best...

I have no classes with my boyfriend and some of my friends ;-;

also, we're probably going to have homework tomorrow, and quite honestly, all I want to do is lie back in bed and go to sleep for a while.

I hate school.

I kind of wish education just got implanted into our brains, that way our society wouldn't be such a piece of shit...

ugh, kill me, we have to go places now...

fuck my life

"I'm fine," she'll insist,

yet there's blood on her wrist.

There's a smile on her lips,

yet there's cuts on her hips.

Bright are her eyes,

yet there's scars on her thighs.

Her laugh is filled with charm,

yet there's burns on her arm.

Calm are her words,

yet her cries are unheard.

So she'll smile and say hi,

yet she really wants to die