You people hardly ever do anything on this blog!

Okay, so I checked this thing forever ago and it was the same as it is right now. That means you peoples aren't really doing much with the blog, in short, yur boring! And meems, i dont see one single thing from you, so get with the program woman. K so here's a depressing poem i just wrote for english, i love writing depressing poems to turn into a teacher, they usually like the perky crap better so thus the funness.

Think Of Me As I Was

You will never know me,

For I live in a shell.

It does not allow you to see,

My merciless hell.

Inside I will stay,

Never coming out for air.

Never to see the light of day,

Because I cannot care.

You have never been here,

To this place of utter sadness.

You will never have to fear,

This oncoming madness.

My soul cries out,

In the wake of this confusion.

I cannot help but doubt,

That I can escape seclusion.

The pain will never end,

The fear will never leave.

If you could only lend,

A moment of reprieve.

So think of me as I was,

For I left long ago.

That person is gone because,

I fight an unseen foe.

Alone forever will I dwell,

Asleep and never waking.

In this unending hell,

A hell of my own making.