I don't have any friends, I don't have
anyone to talk to in the end of the day.
I have to go to parks alone, go to art
galleries alone, smoke alone.
I go to school and work, all day,
everyday, the same.
The girl I love, loves another guy.
I think about her all day long, she's like
art, with a heart, when I look at her it's like I'm admiring a painting.
Recently she moved to my class, I still
don't know if this is a blessing or a nightmare.
I spend all morning looking at her, I try
not to, but my eyes always find an excuse to look in her direction.
Life has been hard. Nights were spent
crying.
I hope it gets better soon.
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