August, Tuesday 4thmature
School starts to day. Yay1
"School. A prison for students for 8 am to 3 pm. Teachers like the wardens. Principles are the Head Master. I.S.S is like your very own cell. People forming cliques. A. K. A Gangs. Preps are the people that think they are so cool because no one messes with them. The nerds are the ones that look down and whisper when they talk. Me. waiting for someone to piss me off so I can punch them in the face. "
High School
Teens walkin through the halls
People yelling and pushing
Teens fighting and laughing
Me wishing it was all over faster than this
Standing at the door feeling like Im on the out side looking in
Feelining like I want to scream
Wishing someone could hear me
But wishing no one could see me at the same time
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