OhBaby It Is Me

MY SO-CALLED LIFE
2002-04-22 21:26:40 (UTC)

Another Unwanted School Day

All right this is what happened today the first day
back to school from break. Not too much happened today, I
brought in some pollywogs from the pond and gave them to my
Ecology teacher, I got a 92 on my psych test, and I skipped
GYM, I mean, PE, you get into trouble when you say GYM.
It's politically incorrect just like Indian is to Native
American. My opinion, yes I do have a lot of those, is
that no matter what you call them, they are still the same,
be happy that we don't just call ya stupid. Today I found
out that there is a camping trip for Ecology next weekend
(May 3-5) I wanna go but I won't unless Chrissy can. And
something else, something very important that could get me
into trouble if I really cared. I told one of my friends
that I liked him. I don't think that he understood it, but
I had to tell him so that my mind wouldn't twist itself
around it and hold it in my mind forever. (Oh no I said
it, I said it again...) But I guess now he knows whether or
not he knows it. I just wish that he would either tell me
to back off or go ahead. I'm so confused, but then again,
when am I not?

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Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore?
Do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore?
Do you sleep anymore?
Do you take plight on my tongue like lead?
Do you fall gracefully into bed anymore?
I saw you as you
walked across my room.
You looked out the window, you looked at the moon.
And you sat on the corner of my bed, and
you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head.
I don't
know, and I don't care
if I ever will see you again.
I don't know, and I don't care
if I ever will be there.
Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe
me anymore?
Do you sleep, do you keep me anymore?
You kick my foot under
the table,
I kick you back;
I can't say I'm able to
stand for you or
fall for you ever again.
Wish for a perfect setting?
Wishing that I am letting you
take me where you want me
all over again?
You can't give yourself absolutely to someone else.
I don't know, and I don't care if I ever will see you again.
I don't know, and I don't careif I ever will be there.
I saw you as you walked across my room.
You looked out the window, you looked at the moon.
And you sat on the corner of my bed, and
you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head.
Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore?
Do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore?
Do you sleep
anymore?
I don't know, and I don't care if I ever will be there.

(lisa eh?)