I once had this teacher
who had put a sticky note
on the inside of my notebook
for that class.
The inside of each cover was full
that I wrote on sticky notes.
Except for the inside of the front cover.
It had one open spot left.
You see, over the summer break of that year,
A fellow student of mine,
by a car that hit him while he was walking early in the morning*.
I was dealing with it all very hard.
The class had to turn our notebooks in so that
the teacher could check them.
Once we got them back, I had intended to
fill that last spot space with a quote
that I had found.
But my teacher got to it first.
When I opened my notebook, inside I found,
What I thought was the most amazing quote ever.
A truly beautiful quote.
And from that day on,
I had seen the light at the end of the
very dark tunnel that I was headed down.
But as of today, no, as of August,
that light is now
And I'm surrounded by nothing
but false hope,
and I'm tired of being played.
I want, no, I NEED someone, something
to pull me out of this hell hole
before I leave my way.
The "selfish", yet "easy" way.
Why do so many people think its
the easy way out?
Cuz it's really not. I've tried
I don't know how many
And it sure isn't easy.
so crazy difficult to do.
I've been there, almost making it out
my way, only to have gotten
my timing wrong, or
Always having what it takes to get
to the door,
but never enough to
open it and go through.
This feeling that I have,
is so much stronger
I know if I try to leave
Iĺl make it.
But I need someone,
to pull me out
before I try
I WANT OUT SO GET ME THE HELL OUT!
please just listen,
Because not all roads
in the end.