Walking down the halls, always overhearing.

Walking down the streets, always seeing, never forgetting.

Always forgotten, never lost.

Had I known what love was I may not have turned out this way.

Sure, there are the girls that drool over me. Always gawking yet never talking to me.

I dislike people like that the most, even though I myself am one of them. I guess I'm a hypocrite.

I like to think I'm well reserved, they like to think I'm arrogant. I'm called naive, I don't think thats the case. I'd just rather get it over with. Disagreeing always ends in an argument, carelessly going along with it doesn't.

The more I talk to people the more I resent them, except those that are actually my friends. They are most likely my only source of happiness.

I guess I'm that one weird kid in the back of the class, I don't hate it though.

Just gives me more of a reason to pick fights.

I'm not complaining.