I'm sick of all the fighting

The violence and the rape

I sick of all the people

The ones who are so fake

I'm sick of all my teachers

Who think we have no lives

I'm sick of all the bad things

The heartaches and the lies

But I'm not sick of all the hugs

The kisses and the laughs

That warm feeling

Late at night

When you're all snuggly in

Your bed

I wish there could be more

Of the sweet things in the world

But that won't ever happen

'Cause people enjoy hate

And coldness

But they won't stop my happiness

And they can kiss my ass :)

Authoress Note: teeheeheeheee…..flame all you want, I was just bored and needed to write down how I was feeling