Sitting in class with everyone working quietly
I have nothing to do so my mind starts to wonder,
I have a few things i want to say
These thoughts i started to ponder...
Is depression on the rise again
Because i can feel a tear forming in my eye?
Am i a bad person
Because i told a little white lie?
Will my family ever re-join
Because ages ago it fell apart?
Can i ever find happiness again
or have i always had it from the start?
Would he ever be able to forgive me
For the hurtful things i had said?
Could i make the world a better place
By never getting out of bed?
This life is a little too over-rated
Even for me,
How i end up in the future
Is the biggest mystery.
I try to think of the last time i was happy
But nothing comes to mind,
I think my soul has been taken
To the Devil it was signed.
The bell rings, finally lunch
I run out the door,
Trying to run from myself
I don't think i can handle anymore.
