Today my name is tired.
I fell accused for nothing.
I pretend the teachers are not talking.
Yesterday my name was sad.
I heard I had to go to school.
I found that school makes me sick.
Tomorrow my name will be tired.
I will forget about school.
I will remember about home.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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