The end of 2007 melted into darkness
Though at the time I enjoyed it
January 2008 was all about me being a tw.at
One too many drinks and all of a sudden
I'm on top of another girl on the mat
February started much the same
Until Valentine's night when I decided
That enough was enough and stopped playing that game
March came and went with nothing special there
A concert was all to really talk about
Another person misled to think I care
April was all about one afternoon
The time when I started to change
And met a boy...something that happens once in a blue moon
May I fuc.ked it up, like I fu.ck everything up
My arm started to see the scars again
But I didn't care and poured another drink into my cup
June and I started to cheer again
Became best friends with a girl called Rachel
And suddenly she had made me sain
July started with the best two weeks of the year so far
Working away from school was really nice
Then the school year was over and a trip to Paris in the car
August was a month when I didn't rest
Another girl, another hope
But the music festival at the end was the best
September and year 11 await
But she had to end it and ruin the day
School was getting worse, I was becoming like bait
October and things were in free-fall now
Beaten up, called names and losing my temper
But the end brought some hope. How?
November and here we are for the next time
But this time it feels better than before
I think I start to fall in love, the bells start to chime
December, I realise how much she means to me
School is still a bore but life is not so bad
But the last day of the year is the best and could that be
The best end to the worst year in the world?
So I end this year like I started the last
In love with someone special
But this time there's one big difference. I'm not going to throw it away.
I really liked this.
You are so honest
Your words have so much meaning
Your attitude changed
As the months went by
Tho at times it felt the same!
I loved it
SO much to look forward to
And SO much to look back upon
your words cute me like a knife
To know that is all what you went through.
Another drink is not so bad
But to make it a habbit is what really
Gets us all..what gets the best of us
We pretend that were ok
By getting another drink
We tell everyone were fine
By taking that thing to our arms
No one is noticing but you
All of your words were flown so wonderful
Just think about how you got where you are now!