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Two player game - Be More Chill
( One player game rewrite - Your Local Grocery Store )

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Apocalypse of the teens
Level 9
The cafeteria

Find the bad guy, push him aside.
Then move on forward with your books at your side.
It's a one-player game, so when they make an attack,
You know you got a backpack, gotta watch your back
Then you stay on track and
Ah! remain on course.
If they give you a smack you
Gah! use your force.
And if you leave some ******* behind it’s fine
Cause it's an effed up world,
and it's a one-player game, hey!

I like to talk about cool stuff like casettes
It's just that no one else but me really cares
I’m just a nothing in this high school scheme,
But it's no big because I don’t need a team.

I like out of print games, retro skates,
Got a Pac-Man tattoo.
Nobody here appreciates,
But soon I’ll be a student where they do.

Cause guys like me are cool in college
cool in college, yes I know.
Guys like me are cool in college,
rule in college, I wish I’d know
High school is hell, but I navigate it well.
Cause what I do,
Is I make it a one-player game!

Zombie!
Watch out!
Ah!
Wha-!?
Aww..

As loser I have fought on my own for years.
Both Nintendo zombies and these popular peers!
Now I’m stuck on a level and I wanna move on.

Just wait two years whereupon,
I’ll see that guys like me are cool in college
cool in college, won't be lame.

Dude I know, I get it-
Guys like me, they **** in college,
But I’m not in college,
I’ll be fine

High School is whack, but I’ve got my own back.
It’s me and books, I make it a one-player game.

AH-
OH-
ZOMBIE!
BLOOD!
CLAWS!
Pause.

I know I’m no one’s favourite person,
But that doesn’t mean that I can't still dream.
It’s really true, I’m no one’s favourite person
I’ll always be alone on the team

High school is ****, and I don’t need (no)one conquer it.
It's just what I do,
I make it a one-player game!

Find the bad guy, push him aside.
Then move on forward with your books at your side.
It's a one-player game, so when they make an attack,
You know you got a backpack, gotta watch your back
Then you stay on track and
Ah! remain on course.
If they give you a smack you
Gah! use your force.
And if you leave some ******* behind it’s fine
Cause it's an effed up world,
and it's a one-player game, hey!
One-player game
One-player game. He-ey-ey!
A poem every day
25-01-2020
I just locked myself in a bathroom stall during our school break and cried, listening to 'Michael In The Bathroom' on repeat.

I don't think I'm okay anymore
A poem every day
20-1-20
C-c-c- c'mon
C-c-c- c'mon
Go
Go

I just want to survive

(It's from Japan...)                                                        ­                                      


Take                
The
             Bus
Or              
Walk
                    Instead

I feel my stomach filling up with
d r e a d

I wish I had the skill
To just be fine
And cool
And C h i l l


                                                            ­              I don't wanna be a HERO


I follow my own  r u l e s                                                                ­
Have my own  t o o l s                                                                ­

I just wanna survive


Dangerous.                                                      ­                                              
Navigate.         ­                Halls.


~Christine~
Christine
C h r i s t i n e


                         Micheal?



It's a sign up sheet for getting called
GAY


~[-=*^}
At least it's     ...progress

C'mon                                            
Mo­re than
                                                            ­         Survive
I was just tryna get to my lo-
Jordan Oct 2018
im seven years old.
why are mommy and daddy fighting?
and how d you "launder money?"
does daddy put money i the washer?
he's so silly!

i'm 11 years old.
dad never put money in the washer.
he stole it.
he's talking about moving.
what about jenny?

I'm 13 and a half years old.
I've just started hesitating when people talk.
"What's your name, girl?"
"..."
"Kylie."

I'm 15 years old.
"No, Jenny, I'm not a girl."
Where's Jason and Annabelle?
I don't consider them my parents anymore.

I just turned 17.
Eyes on a special boy.
Still dealing with Jenny.
Still alone
Maybe I don't wanna be the lost 7 year old anymore.
Hey! So, this is a bit of headcanon share for the off-broadway musical, Be More Chill. I wrote it as Jake. Who's the guy Jake has his eyes on?

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