Wake up from the short minute of sleeping I got, like always.
Go to school like always, meet the same people.
They talk almost about the same ****, everyday. Im tired of it.

Im tired of the same thing, over and over again. My mind is so noisy, but my mouth is so quiet and soundless.
Some people even think Im not capable of using my mind and put what I think into words, that I have to scream. Scream loud enough.
Because no one, would even care if I shared my thoughts.
They would go on with theirs same routines, same ******* like always.

So why bother? I go to school, everyday. I don't see the point of it at all.
I feel it's something everyone get's forced to go too.
But another day is here, and Im still here.