Sick and tired of no time. To nice to complain but
there's really no one to blame. Lack of everything
wholesome, feeling lonesome with no one there.
Stessing just depressing me, feeling like non one
cares. Wearing the mask of happiness so I wont be
botherd. It's freezing outside, but to me it's
getting hotter. No one knows the life of the sick and
tired, cause they wear a mask with a smile that's made
out of wire. Molded to the opposite of my feelings, it
shows the best of me. So when I socialize with my
friends, they wont think less of me. Sick and tired
of the fake life, the walk around and get raped life.
The superficial date life. The life of sex, drugs,
and Alcohol. What happened to the school, love, and
basketball? that life.
-Lois Marie