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Not that anyone cares Kelsey cut class again. Probably out getting high With her new stupid friends. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey likes to break glass. She writes on the walls And she’s waiting for the crash. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey snuck out her window, Out to smash mailboxes And let herself go. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey doesn't do well in school She’s not perfect like them. No straight A’s for this girl. Not that anyone cares No one listens to her, she’s not even there. So go for it kid get drunk. Life isn’t fair. Not that anyone cares But she’s always on the run. Stop saying she’s like them Her life has barely even begun. Not that anyone cares, But Kelsey is all alone. She’s completely her own person. Not even close to Regan’s clone. Not that anyone cares, But Kelsey cries every night. She has terrible dreams And just existing is a fight. And not that you’ll listen But she hates her life And you can’t fix her with words. So don’t waste your time.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
****** off Fourteen Year Old.
Not that anyone cares Kelsey cut class again. Probably out getting high With her new stupid friends. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey likes to break glass. She writes on the walls And she’s waiting for the crash. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey snuck out her window, Out to smash mailboxes And let herself go. Not that anyone cares But Kelsey doesn't do well in school She’s not perfect like them. No straight A’s for this girl. Not that anyone cares No one listens to her, she’s not even there. So go for it kid get drunk. Life isn’t fair. Not that anyone cares But she’s always on the run. Stop saying she’s like them Her life has barely even begun. Not that anyone cares, But Kelsey is all alone. She’s completely her own person. Not even close to Regan’s clone. Not that anyone cares, But Kelsey cries every night. She has terrible dreams And just existing is a fight. And not that you’ll listen But she hates her life And you can’t fix her with words. So don’t waste your time.
Something I scratched down a few years ago when I was feeling a little different than I usually feel these days.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
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