Wake up with my makeup on again....my hands and feet are cold....no one around to warm them....i walk to one side and wonder....why can't i just fall and die yet?......dried black makeup ruins down my face....i was crying in my sleep again.....why do i wash my face....i look the same as i do if i didn't.....get dressed to find out that its the same exact day as yesterday and tomorrow.....I'm thinking in class.....how much do they pay these teachers to waste there lives on students who are just out of it....my friends get annoying with there own thing.....I'm getting tired of listening to anyone anymore......I'm thinking of you again.....and wondering if I'm still the person that was always on your mind.....great advice came past your lips.....but bad judgment came from past your reasonings...you don't seem to care.....so if u don't....i wont either......i just miss those days.....where you were the one to warm me up...and i actually looked forward to school
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