Saturday, November 10, 2007
Middle school thats where it starts I hate it sometimes and others its the best But not this week This week is poison Spreading through my veins He loves her He hates her She sees him as a best friend she hates him the next Other people don't want to get into this mess and It kills me to see them this way Tearing out each others hearts Thinking about evil and destruction Hating and fighting The next come back spears them in the heart and then they wonder Hope it got them good Why are we acting like this? Were friends Not enemiesThe changes are so hurtfulWhen will it end?I have heard thy reasons
seen thy treason
I'll let us wither like winter seasons.
time will explain it all 11/10/2007 12:34:00 AM