Wednesday, February 23, 2011

sleep is for the weak.


I walked into maths to day with the knowledge of doing a test.
I got my paper, sat down and looked at it.
I didnt answer one question, everything on the paper made no sense.
Its like it was written in a language i was unfimilar with.
I have no motivation for school or achieving.
So there goes my school life and making people proud.
I wish i could, i wish i could understand, study for hours, get top marks.
Yet for some reason i cant, because i suck.

Im tired and worn out.
Im confused and abandoned.
Hmm wonder what he is doing?
Im also so excited for the weekend!

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