"This is all or nothing, It's now or never go take your shot, This is all or nothing, No looking back, this is all we got, This is all or nothing, Can you keep up, tell me can you keep up, This is all or nothing, Nah, Nah, you won't get it, Nah, Nah, I don't think so" -Sylar, "All or Nothing"
I have a test or quiz in almost every class this week. It's kind of ridiculous. I can't remember what class I have a test in or what day it's on. My brain is so over it. Now we all know how I feel about Christmas. I don't hate it, I don't like the Christmas I have, it's not the worst holiday ever.
I have a lot going on. So many tests. I want to get a job, but no one will hire a fourteen-year-old. I'm tired of being told "no". I went to the mall to look for jobs. I went in so many stores. Everybody said, "you must be 16 or 18". Some even said 21. I can't tell you how many people told me that in a matter of 3 hours. I was over it by the time I left the mall. I hate being 14.
There are so many things right now that are making me really mad. I can't get a job because I'm too young. I work so hard in class only to fail in the end. I put so much hope into things and then they backfire. Why do I try anymore? I'm not the only one who feels this way. Someone comment and say that you feel this way too.
I'm tired of life right now. I wanna attach a song that I wrote. Some of the parts I heard from other people, but I'm not a professional so, no hate.
What if I break
When no one's around
They're telling me go
I can't give up now
It's gonna hurt
Something so sweet
I will fall down
And It will repeat
There is no wave
Holding me down
I wanna fight back
I can't stand my ground
They're telling me no
You cannot be found
I will not fall
I live underground
It is a weight
Pushing me down
A monster inside
That I can't get around
But the worst part
Is the voices are me
The voices are me
What if I can't take
What the voices give out
I'm telling me go
But can't give up now
It already hurts
It is so sweet
I fell down
I cannot repeat
It is a weight
Pushing me down
A monster inside
That I can't get around
But the worst part
Is the voices are me
The voices are me
It's like rejection
Is a supposed protection
From what you people give out
You're an infection
With a supposed direction
To make me wanna give up
It is a weight
Pushing me down
A monster inside
That I can't get around
But the worst part
Is the voices are me
Yeah, the voices are me
That's the best song I've ever written. Tell me if you like it. I couldn't care less if you don't like it, that's your problem, not mine.
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Fat Girls Romance
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