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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Miserable Day
[time] => 2003-04-14 02:45:00
[hometext] => My day sucked
[bodytext] => I woke up this
Morning And hit my head On the wall The water-heater broke As I was in the Shower I tripped over My dog While walking down The hall Nothing’s going My way On the way To school I fell three times Spilled bleach For science class On my backpack And my cut Forgot how to spell My name Nothing’s going My way Made a fool Of myself In front of people I don’t even know My hair’s a mess My clothes are Last season Hit my head on The desk And guess what I spilled there Bleach Nothing’s going My way Jerred’s making Fun of me My backpack Broke I lost my Drumsticks And put a hole In my snare drum Nothing’s going My way Vincent and Doug Are laughing At me I forgot to do My homework I don’t understand My math assignment My fingers are burning From bleach Nothing’s going My way I failed My English homework Anthony and Michael Think I’m insane And chances are They don’t even know My name Nothing’s going My way Blake said He hated me Again Well that makes two Of us Me and him Dee thinks I’m mad At her My art painting Really sucks Nick’s trying To figure out What’s wrong With me And all Josh does Is discriminate Because I’m female Against me Nothing’s going My way I didn’t take Social studies notes I didn’t start My oral report Why did Shakespeare Have to have Such a boring life I lost my library Books Ryan thinks I’m an obsessed Psycho And I can relate To Mrs. Kendall Nothing at all Is going my way I sit next to The smelly Kid In almost every Class My group is Fighting Mrs. Winans is Gone Steph ammonia And unfortunately It smells like crap Nothing’s going My way I got ammonia In my cut And it feels Like it’s on Fire I’m being mean To Bobby Jerred’s being A jerk And Dr. Lundquist thinks I’m crazy I think Dr. Amanda Should up My dosage So I can be normal But that won’t Ever happen Because nothing ever Goes my way As I watch The other kids In the hall I wish I could Have friends Like every one Else I wish I could Be normal And have someone To talk to But instead I spend my days Dreaming of what This life would Be like I want people To like me Like they do Ben or Marie I want to be Normal Like Jerred or Nate I wish had Many friends Like Spencer Or Reece That’s all I Want is to have Someone to talk With And share my Experience with But that shall Not happen And I will be stuck Suffering By myself Because no one Cares about what I have to say Nothing’s ever Going to go My way I wish every one Would just leave me Alone So I could Curl up in A corner And cry Nothing’s going My way I wish The ground would Eat me up And take me Away from This horrid place That I live in Not that any one Would miss me At times I dream of Suicide To get me out Of here My life Is made so Miserable By the people I’m forced to Be around I fear That nothing Will ever Go my way And I shall Be stuck in a Gruesome, terrifying Place I pray my Savior Will come And carry me Away I don’t want to Be stuck In this miserable Day Any longer [comments] => 2 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 43 [informant] => moonstone629 [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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