Unfortunately
Everything is temporary. Everything is bound to end.
So today I thought I'd get a little personal with you all. This is the sad truth about myself.
Some days are just bad, really bad
And most of the time, I can't explain why
Writing is a way to release all that frustration
Hope u guys like this
I don't know but...Is this a normal conversation for high school students?
We live in a miserable city, all we could see is blood stream, no one could help, will you?
Everything is temporary. Everything is bound to end.
So today I thought I'd get a little personal with you all. This is the sad truth about myself.
Some days are just bad, really bad
And most of the time, I can't explain why
Writing is a way to release all that frustration
Hope u guys like this
I don't know but...Is this a normal conversation for high school students?
We live in a miserable city, all we could see is blood stream, no one could help, will you?