Ever wondered, what fame is like, well u came to the wrong guy...

sick of being wasted, not true, i feel like my life is fadded, went to school, never graduated, wasted...on a girl who set sail in atlanta in her mind, now the cops on ya, for wasting there dam time, the doughnuts and coffee are sold out bulk, the cops are trying to run me out of town, cos i keep talking about drugs being sold, i wanna fortuen to be told, everyone i see is far to old, i have no young ones for me, i hang out in the library, ill wear shorts even if im cold. i dont have any mission in life, i thought i threw it away back in 2009, coldplay was good, now its a waste of time...i feel like, im getting thrown away, by the people everyday, bess n esso, never really listened to a tape so im sorry if this shit is weak, i try to stay awake, but the coffee you made me was too fake, im not surwe, if ill break, like glass on the floor, i wanna ripp a beat and tear it up more, im not complainin gthat im lonely, but sure, ill walk up to you and call you my homey, i was ment to be in jail, for stealing shit, i could of returned, but you guys dont see... that im broken, amy lee, seether didnt even give me a chance to break free, lost my friends to a ship to set sail, if i was to get a grade. FAIL. but thats the good part, i wanna grow my hair out, actually have a fringe, so i can go out, and not be afraid of getting rejected by the girl who i wanna make love to, i wont know her oh well...