In an empty room
Just me, not much to look at.
Sitting on a bench. Skipped class. Just waiting to feel something ...
Even though its wrong
I just don't care anymore.
I'm alone....
I feel no need to succeed...
Not here
There's no point.
How can you say it's easy when it's **** HARD?
Just giveing up cause there's no point.
I'm sick of the same old **** I get from you..
I can't wait tell I'm out of this hell called school.
So for now I'm just starin at a puddle oink this empty floor...
Just me in the reflection..
Not much to look at.