Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't peminat fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.
If I never saw anda again.
How happy my life would be!
I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!
No lebih nagging!
No lebih griping!
No lebih constant whining!
No lebih rants about how dreadful your life is!
I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.
Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!
No lebih yelling!
No lebih shrieking!
No lebih do this atau do that!
The very mention of my name sejak your irritable voice makes my ears bleed buckets.
The look of your horrendous face when yelling at me makes me vomit on the inside.
To imagine my life without you.
Is like a dream that's impossible to obtain.
Oh well, whilst I sleep that dream I long is true.
Where I am so happy.
To never see you.
If I never saw anda again.
How happy my life would be!
I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!
No lebih nagging!
No lebih griping!
No lebih constant whining!
No lebih rants about how dreadful your life is!
I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.
Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!
No lebih yelling!
No lebih shrieking!
No lebih do this atau do that!
The very mention of my name sejak your irritable voice makes my ears bleed buckets.
The look of your horrendous face when yelling at me makes me vomit on the inside.
To imagine my life without you.
Is like a dream that's impossible to obtain.
Oh well, whilst I sleep that dream I long is true.
Where I am so happy.
To never see you.
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the hari my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some hari I hope his hati, tengah-tengah gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the hari my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some hari I hope his hati, tengah-tengah gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my Friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my Friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My Friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a pokok and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. seterusnya thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....