The past not the present
As I sit here in detention I find my mind wondering Thinking of the past years Where it didn't matter When I just didn't care about myself or others. Thinking about a time when it didn't matter if you were tall, short, fat, or skinny. When people liked me for me. Not for what I m now... I am such a FAKE... I try to be "cool" and popular When in my mind I know that won't happen. I think about the times when it didn't matter who you were friends with or whom you hung out with All that mattered was you were yourself, as long as you were true to yourself nothing else mattered... I wish that was how it is now... I wish I could just drift off into space and have no one notice... Like in kindergarten where we could do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted...i wrote this in detention.... Written December 11th, 2001 © on Dec 11 2001 10:11 AM PST 0 • 12
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"As I sit here in detention I find my mind wondering ..."