You go to school seeing everyone with their own group off friends. You see them with their boyfriend and girlfriend. You see them always smiling and laughing, always kissing, hugging, holding hands, and occasionally you hear them having sex because their window is wide open. You see them in the car with their gazillion friends pumping up the music, and singing to it, and you wish you were them with that kind of life. You have to endure the lonely weekend nights, you have to realize that so many events passes you by, and you know dam well tomorrow the cycle repeat itself again.
So why is it that the first day I'm back at home, I really want to buy another ticket back on the bus to school again?
that is life, well my life anyway.
So why is it that the first day I'm back at home, I really want to buy another ticket back on the bus to school again?
that is life, well my life anyway.