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Livingdeadgirl Jan 2015
Had to write an essay
I hate AP English
Why do they do this to us high schoolers?
It's so annoying
I had to compare two novels
The Road by Cormac McCarthy
And The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
They are pretty cool
Though The Grapes of Wrath is so arduous!
Though it depicts the time period well
And I liked The Road
Though there a lot of things I wish wouldn't have happened. :(
DANG IT!!!!!!
The compare and contrast are stuck in my head now!!!!!!!
Ugh......
I'm going to be sooooooooooooooo bored!
All cuz I still hate AP English
Doesn't matter how cool the writings are..........
Idk what I should do anymore.........
Oh well,
If you haven't read them
READ THEM!!!!!!!
Then go read 1984. :)
HAHAHA!!!!
Oh wow........ Still hate AP English
But that's just me
Livingdeadgirl Jan 2015
Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than ******* perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're ******* perfect to me

You're so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head)
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look how we all make it.
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
(Oh oh)

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than ******* perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're ******* perfect to me

The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

(Yeah! Oh!)
Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than ******* perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're ******* perfect to me
(You're perfect, you're perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're ******* perfect to me.
I love this song........it describes my life pretty well.....
Livingdeadgirl Jan 2015
If you know me, then sorry for you
If you think you know me, I don't know
If you don't know me, then good for you
I'm more a ****** and less calm
I guess calms leaving, cause its fed up with me
I have to laugh, because of how I'm seen
It's normal for me to be weird
And ******* scary as hell for me to be calm
No one really will ever know me
I've been picked on and bullied since I was little
Well, I never did anything to them
I just shrugged it off
Well, one girl had the nerve to wish for a dog, harmless as ever(just wanting to be pet), to get run over.......
This was about four years ago, and she still has the ring around her neck from my hands...... >:)
No one really wanted to mess with me in that school (I've went to several schools during each school year)
You know, I try to stand up for those who can't, and I really don't mind
But I don't really stand up for myself....... If I did, I'm afraid there'd be blood on my hands....... And there'd get what they said they'd do to me.......
I would be dead several times over by now if they were acted upon(the threats)
I have to laugh, because they were afraid of me until they realized, when it comes to me being hurt or threatened, I'm docile............
A whole other story when others are involved that can't stick up for themselves...........lets just say, I only fought the one girl, and the others were too afraid to fight me...........
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