Will this year be different, or the same?
Will I see you at all?
Could you be in a class of mine?
Maybe at the end of the day so I could be a little happier?
Will I be able to tell you how I feel?
Or, will you stomp me in the dirt like everyone else?
Will you see the real me?
Or will you see the dark side of me?
Are you like me?
Or, are you like all other rotten adolesents?
Do you like me? Friend? Companion?
Not asking for anything more.
Can you calm me down?
Or will you just make it worse?
My mixed feelings hurt me.
Will they hurt you?
Can I tell you my sorrows?
Will you be there to hug me when Kat isn't there?
Will we sit next to each other?
Or, accidently bump into each other?
It will be my fault if your books fall.
I'm too clumsy.
If you wave at me...
I will just nod, and probably trip over my own foot.
Catch me?
Nah, I can save myself, it happena a lot... I know what to do.
Will you shut the bullies up?
Or just laugh with them?
