these are the people
that I don't even want to talk to me
but it still makes me mad
when they don't even try

they changed
but not enough
to make any difference

a/n: So I'm sitting on the desk in Carver's room, staring out the window and kind of at the wall (all you can see out of his window is the stupid softball field and what an atrocious sight), and two of my "friends" come in. They don't say a word. I don't even know if they noticed that I was in there. You know what that reminds me of? Track season. Which is really unfortunate.