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Array ( [sid] => 9653 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => This place [time] => 2003-01-02 22:00:00 [hometext] => today january second im starting a new school and im in nith grade and its terrible their u dont learn their they dont prep u enough for exams [bodytext] => This Place
It makes no scene it’s worthless
No one to talk to like my past
It’s saddening me
It’s not a place to strive in
When there is no real structure based on this environment
This place I hate I see happy people
But I don’t think they really are
Why such a drastic change for me
I will never get use to this place
I will never find happiness here
Hours of guilt will be placed on me and my life
If only I changed my past I would be happier
Because I won’t have to be here in this grave
Place called school which only feels like kin-Kay
My family is returning memories of the first day of kin-Kay
Waiting for a bus which is small
A few tears string down my face for my past was greater
And life was worth living
This structure has no guide lines nothing to follow
Theirs no way to get and education here
I’m for sure
Psychology will not be an opportunity here
I hate to day I will never
Love here as much as my old
Anger is growing
A loving atmosphere with me left out
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This place

Contributed by vinnie731 on Thursday, 2nd January 2003 @ 10:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



This Place
It makes no scene it’s worthless
No one to talk to like my past
It’s saddening me
It’s not a place to strive in
When there is no real structure based on this environment
This place I hate I see happy people
But I don’t think they really are
Why such a drastic change for me
I will never get use to this place
I will never find happiness here
Hours of guilt will be placed on me and my life
If only I changed my past I would be happier
Because I won’t have to be here in this grave
Place called school which only feels like kin-Kay
My family is returning memories of the first day of kin-Kay
Waiting for a bus which is small
A few tears string down my face for my past was greater
And life was worth living
This structure has no guide lines nothing to follow
Theirs no way to get and education here
I’m for sure
Psychology will not be an opportunity here
I hate to day I will never
Love here as much as my old
Anger is growing
A loving atmosphere with me left out




Copyright © vinnie731 ... [ 2003-01-02 22:00:00]
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Re: This place (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Friday, 3rd January 2003 @ 06:13:57 AM AEST
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Too much worried.impatient girl. vinnie, we must adjust with our surroundings. Then only we can experience some peace. its alright You write.




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