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Author: Junior Mint
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-21-04 - Updated: 08-21-04 - id:1699806
Gotta go
Gotta get out
Leave this hell hole,
Full of doubt

I tried my best
To fit in
But who wants
To be like them?

So here I go
Alone at my best
Saying goodbye to those few
Who learned I don't jest

"Fuck you", I said
When the girls glared,
Because I had knowledge
But no one cared

"Good riddance" I lie
It is hard to go
But this is right
I need my happiness to show

It has been ages
Since I haven't cried
Since I haven't asked "why me?"
But that forlorn me has died

Somehow I am not so sad
So weighted to the world
I am like a paper bag
Going with the flow, but still soiled

I am high on life
Re- created into someone I love
Making everything amusing
With a push and shove

Adios muchachos!
Cya babe
I'm leavin' you
Please don't' cave

Don't cry for your loss
Twas not so great
If it was, you would have appreciated
All my bait.

I'll still be around
Every corner and nook
Don't complain that you can't see
You just have to look

I'm scared to change
I need to be strong
But I don't' want to deal with this
Never ceasing longing

So I end this undecided
Maybe tomorrow I will be decisive
But tonight, I just want to lie
And be "the queen of happiness"



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