You asked me how i was doing today.
and i did not know what to say,
for ever part of my body that was wanting to tell her the truth.
well i got up, and i fell down,
no one could pick me up.
i went to the bathroom, and threw up.
it only made me feel worse.
i got dressed, and put everything on backwards.
i tryed walking down the stars, and i only fell down,
as i was walking out the front door i ran right into the screen.
walking to the bus, i tripped over a rock,
on the bus, i sat alone, and only talked to myself.
i feel asleep and everyone was laughing for we were already at the school. getting in i was late for class,
then i was walking threw the hall, and for a strange reason, i was happy, as if nothing had ever happened today, as if that wasn't me who had a bad day today.
and she stopped me.
it was you.
i wish i could tell her that, but heres what i said.
it was alright i guess.
and she ok goodbye.
and everyday its the same.
with a nice hello and a fake goodbye
