Her Days go on and on the same.
She went to school today
She’s so tired of playing that same old game
And just like every other day, she knows she doesn't want to stay
Every time is different
The words always change
Her mind always seems absent
And for her it is quite a challenge
Maybe if she opened up her eyes
She might not be so afraid
She wouldn't have to listen to all the lies
But this is what she has made
Because her days just go on and on the same
And she’s just so tired of playing that same old game.
this is just a poem i had to write for an english class...i know its not that good...but i decided to put it up anyway!
