ITS OFICIAL I DONT HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL ANYMORE, HEHE, AND I DONT HAVE TO GO ON TUESDAY TO MAKE THE TEST, IM SO HAPPY!!! NOW I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT ALL DAY HE. heres a poem, its sad, but nevermind: In a cage im locked Everyone can see me In a mock, im a weirdo; I cant face them when they stare, But they hunt me, I cant escape. Illusion of a perfect thing, I fly but nothing seems real, And as I fade and fly just to hit the ground, As I cry and slowly tore inside, They just laugh, they empty out, They just laugh, they just laugh. My prison becomes a fantasy, And fantasy is an unknown word, Im caged, locked inside myself, I don’t belong there, they don’t want me here. I start bleeding, my veins collapse, Im just a sad picture in red and white, They cant stand staring at the grotesque movie, Their world is too perfect to paint it in black. So, fade,, and break, and beg, and shout, No feelings attached to a body like that, The string seems unbreakable, But it has done it work; She’s dead in a cage, A knife and a rope are fed.