My poem
Paranoia is setting in
I dunno where to begin
Here I am in this frame of mind
I thought I could trust your kind
I find myself …
14. Emily. Music. Piano. hate school (its a shit hole). bebo. Myspace. Maths Geek. SHer. Fucked up. General Geek.
14. Emily. Music. Piano. hate school (its a shit hole). bebo. Myspace. Maths Geek. SHer. Fucked up. General Geek.
Music bebo Myspace Youtube
Music bebo Myspace Youtube
Paranoia is setting in
I dunno where to begin
Here I am in this frame of mind
I thought I could trust your kind
I find myself …
GRRRRRR FOR FUCK SAKE WHY THE FUCK DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ME!!!!! I AM I THAT BAD? DO I HAVE A FCKING MASSIVE SPOT ON MY FACE? WHY DO THEY FEEL …
I done the fucking thing! couldn't look at anyone though so just read off my sheeet probs got a shit mark but oh wells. I was proud of myslef …
basicly heres some shit i wrote this morning before school:I can’t do it anymore!!!! I really can’t! This is really beyond what I can …
school its all down to that bloody shit hole they call SCHOOL!
cos of bullying.
I hate school and feel sick at the thought of large groups of people
Had glaucoma since i was born and was treated by the legendary Prof Caugh (or however u spell it) just found out that my pressure has crept up so might have to go and see prof caugh again ): means a 6 hour train journey ):