A/N: Yet another poem for CP English. This one was written for an anthology contest, and my teacher got a letter Thursday stating that myself and three other students in my class were accepted to be published in the book. Granted, being published in an anthology isn't all that great, but they're selecting ten finalists to win a scholarship, and 3000 dollars in cash prizes. THAT I can live with. ;P All I can do is keep my fingers crossed! )

What's wrong with you people?

Are you out of your minds?

Are you blind?

Why can't you see?

The fights, and drugs, and all that stuff

I don't know about you,

But I've had enough!

All the drama here

Is driving me mad,

And I just don't see how you take it,

Can't you understand

That there's so much more

To life

Than what you make it?

I'd tell you out loud

And I know I should,

But what's the use?

It won't do any good!

'Cause you never listen to people like me,

'Cause to you, I'm only a zero

So I'll just go along in my own little world

You can find some other hero.

A/N: High School drama. Uggghh. TT