This fucking high school always finds a way to boil my blood. I used to care about myself in school, with its perfect attendance and high grades,but now as a Senior i give no shits. Ive aced my exams for junior year, (the only grade colleges fuckin check) and now i can be me. My school was like any other highschool, and i couldnt say anything positive about the students.
Gently closing my Lord of The Flies novel i place it inside my plain old brown bag, and i gently tuck my platinum hair inside my beanie. I have the money to obtain a new beanie, but i feel as though the hat i possess now describes me so precisely. Im just cloth thats been ripped and torn from the inside out, leaving no warmth to enter. Just a holy fucking mess.
There wasnt much to tuck in any ways, since almost my whole head was shaved, leaving only about a quarter of my head left, whatever, its not like societies' opinion scares me. I swear society always changes, it never stays still.
From the clothing on their backs to even the fucking slang. Pathetic. I for once dont care about my looks. i dont think i have the freedom to since most of what i wear are hand me downs or donations.
My eyes avert from the disheveled book on my palms, onto the dingy glass window next to me. Looking beyond the pollution caused by idiotic humans, not caring one bit about the enviroment, and the building that somehow touched the rim of the sky,was nothing but grey smoke and heavy fog.
Our world was turning to shit, and us humans will only realize this once the world literally breaks in half. Typical. But i am one to blame as well, for i know much too well on whats going on, but i choose not to do a single damn thing.
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