Oops I did it again
I played with a blade
I did it baby
Oops I did it again....

And I'm kinda sry but I can't be really sry though I don't know why. Maybe cuz this day had to much pain in it. You know that feeling, when you are really desperated? And someone asks you, what's wrong? And you'd love to tell this person but around you are many people you're afraid of and if you'd talk you'd have to cry? So you nod your head yes, when they're asking if everything's alright? Yeah? My class test today. It kinda made my happines about having an B+ in english class fade out... and when I was at my grandpa's house (his b-day's today) I wore a ripped jeans and my cousin thought it would be nice to play with them and she got a part, where it hid my scars and wounds... it hurt... and then there were a lot of people making fun of me or pushing me or droping my stuff, as usual. And it just came all together and I had a total break down and I'm not even really sorry.
And that is why I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being sry...