what the fuckkk...
go hear the chorus from three days grace, home..
reflects what im feeling now.
fucked up.
trying to concentrate on some damn a maths ..
its torture enough without so many things in my mind now.

things always ARE my fault in the end.
so whatever i say or do, im in the wrong, yea?
...
what does it matter..
guess i'll distance myself from her.
she won forgive me, i won forgive her..

guess i'll have to distance myself from every1...
my family isnt like a family.. i mean..
friends are ppl i wanna be wit..

right now i dont think i wanna be wit any1..