All Lies... But I'm used to it now5-13-13 Time written: 11:48 a.m, MondayHey if you had the ears that I had, then I would sing you a song from my heart but I wonder if you'd hear it... You start to notice alot of things in high school. Like the same group of students who share common personalities hang out with one another and those same group of students who you feel might have made the world a better place if they just dropped dead. I kind of expected high school to be like that though. I've never entirely fitted in with the masses. I'm my own kind of "outcast": not to far in, not to far out. I'm sure there are people who feel the same way. Like Jessica. She's in a simialir possition as me. That's probably why we get along so well. The teachers are what they should be. Demanding, wise, and knowledgeable. Despite the actual school ciriculum, everything seems to be made of lies. The sm
Fast FriendsA man of many wordsBut at the same timeHardly any at allHe feels my painWithout truly knowing a thingAnd is that ghost of a voice there for comfortBoth of us awkwardBoth of us imperfectHow could we not become fast friends?We haven't met for "real" some may argueBut they don't know our friendshipThey don't know usWhen I'm off doing stupid thingsHe's there to tell meJust how amazingly stupid they truly areI know it's earlyBut will the boy who tolerates me chasing a dreamBe my Valentine this year?