2002-03-29 - 7:39 p.m.
well I'm not going to give you some run around. I wrote this big ass entry but my computer decided I didnt need it. so here goes with the not so sweet version.
What is life living for? I have asked a couple girls to prom but they all said no. I like to be talk to I like to hang out but I seem to have no freinds. alot of people want me back at school but none of them ever want to do something with me. I dont see the point of being here. I could pack up move back east with my uncle and I could maybe be happy or not seeing how I have asthma and that could get bad. I started writing a song but I given up for I draw a blank.
jerry if you are reading this by all means use what I have.
As I look out the window I see alot of people,
people like me.
there longing for people,
people like me.
so back to the story...I cry my self to sleep every night I am no longer writing my poetry it is to depressing. I wish to share but with who? I dont know whos reading this and I dont know how its going to be taken.....oh what the hell do I care I havent cared before.
I am seeing no point in living on my sespension form it says I was going to bring a gun to school. I have a gun and I went to a school. so why not mix them? because I know that they feer me with out me having to prove it.
coward before me as I hold your fate in my hands.
bow down and beg for mercy as I threaten to kill you.
You feer me and yet you dont know why.
I know why because I am not affriad to die.
You are affriad of what is diffrent.
I live off your feer.
so beware of me for I have played with fate.
I am not what you feer but what you loath.
well that was a spirt of freeverse.
I want to die so here I go off to go kill myself....god bless red meat.
I want to disapear I dont want to be me I want to be another. I dont know were to go from here so I am going to go eat my red meat.
I am truly depressed. good bye.
