For all these time.
3 months ago, I would have never said what I am going to say.
But I think I wanna change school.
It's screaming hell inside me, some are saying YOU ASS, GET THE HELL OUT OF TP! Some are saying just endure it, just endure it, just keep swimming just keep swimming.
And some are saying, for the first time, are you gonna run away again, just like you ran away for the past 4 years?
What did you learn in Trybe, anyway? All that gonna go down the drain?
Well at least the last time there was a reason, even though I didn't accept it, there was still a tangible one.
I don't even know what hit me this time.
Have you ever sat alone in a place where you once thought you knew?
Have you ever heard the whispers of the people around you?
That cold, empty feeling; the atmosphere was so thick, you could swim in it.
It was so tense, I could feel them muscles snapping.
The words, however, were sharp, and boy could they cut through one's soul.
Screw service expectations, I have better things to fathom then intHT projects.
Sometimes it's really easier to fun away.
I can't concentrate on my work!
I don't know how to face tomorrow.
