~pikichu

My chest is heaving, my heart is thumping.
I think I’m about to lose it.

Useless numbers, anoying to.
I just dont know what to do.

My life is just like this Tri.
Frusterating, and useless.

The only thing to comfurt me is the thought,
The thoguth of me and my love, and all my friends. together forever in heaven.

Though the taste of pain in loss is strong.
It is very bitter in my mouth, it cancels out my comfurt.

Leaveing me with only frusteration with these useless numbers,
Leaving me with my useless life.

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written in algebra, was very stressed and very depressed...