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School
Contributed by
Sweetheart
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Tuesday, 4th January 2005 @ 07:51:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
schoolproblems
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School is sometimes what I really hate.
All a's and a B should make me feel great.
I work really hard and my grades pay off.
At the end of the day I always feel shot.
Now that thats said my story shall begin.
Blowing of my steam is how I can give in.
I hate all the social groups.
There is a different one everywhere you turn.
There stares hurt and the desire to fit in burns.
Now I'm considered in a click.
The good guys and girls are supposively my pick.
The basketball players and all that go with them.
You have to work hard to try and stay in.
Now each day I'm unhappy I wonder why?
Sometimes I feel I'm living one big lie.
I'm not always cool and I'm certainly a clutz.
Trying to stay perfect is driving me nuts.
I've had my first love, it had gotten really serious.
Now at school every day I watch him meet HER 7th period.
All this year has been is a roller coaster ride.
Its too bad that I'm self-concious and hoplessly shy.
If I could be anybody it would be myself.
I would want everybody to like me without feeling like someone else.
Tomorrow I'm up at six for another hectic day.
I have to hope that things will get better, and continue to pray.
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Sweetheart
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2005-01-04 19:51:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: School
(User Rating: 1 ) by New_York_Chick on
Tuesday, 4th January 2005 @ 07:59:06 PM AEST (User
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very nicely written
don't worry great things happen when you least expect them |
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