i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

this school is messing with my brain.

honestly..

can't wait to leave it behind...

and the funny thing is,

i'd say no one would take our side..

we seem like the typical rebellious teenagers..

but we're not.

so stop treating us like we're little lame children

wanting attention.

we would like nothing better than to be left alone.

funny how a few months mar the memories of 5 years...

it really sucks. <- a word i've said a lot recently.

and it amazes me to see

respect i've once had torn to the ground

trampled by the people themselves..

nothing's changed with us...not until you turned away first.

felt like you needed to make a choice

and you chose..

what standard do you judge us by?

yours?

God's?

you reflect nothing i want to be.

nothing i want to become.

nothing i want to remember.

all i know is there is a crushed sort of feeling

that started with you. 

and hereby ends also with you.

thanks for nothing.