nvr thought bein a sec 3 student would be so hard...always thought bein sec 3 i cna wear long pants,tis was the only ting i thought when i was in sec 2,nvr thought of the problems the stuff i got to go through,i got to say,some were happy,some were harsh,bein a sec 3 only sent me tinkin,can me,a teenager wit a mind of only a small kid,survive??ppl says life is harsh,but i beg for differ,i tink ppl are harsher,they are the ones who make life harsh...ppl are weird,u give then someting,they will ask for more,u dun give in,they dun lyk u,give in they will ask for more....hard to strike a balance...but to me,i feel,if others can do it,so can i...haix,feelin tensed up rite now,wantin to bang my head on the wall,multiple times!!!but i know i will hurt myself tis way,and the problems in my life is not worth for me to hurt myself....i only hav to say,my work life and my personal life is really stress and confusin....i guess tis is the price to pay in order to grow up....juz got one ting to say bout it...IT REALLY SUCKS!!!!!
All Too Well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow. And I left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, And I can picture it after all these days. And I know it's long gone, And that magic's not here no more, And I might be okay, But I'm not fine at all. 'Cause there we are again on that little town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me. Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me. And I know it's long gone And there wa...
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