I am bored! I got nothing else to do! Many thoughts are floating through my head right now while I write this poem!
Like, will that guy leave the gift basket in my locker like the other guy did to one of my best friends?
Why did my friend say yes even though she likes someone else and the person that she likes was going to ask her out?
What is wrong woth every one?
And all these other things that I can not write!
What is wrong with me!
What is life?!!
