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Wednesday, July 28, 2004


Mad World
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places- worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere- going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expresion- no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow- no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday- happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen- sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me- no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me- look right through me

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad word.......world
Enlarge your world
Mad world

I was feeling a little depressed, so I decided to type out this song just for the hell of it.

(Please be warned, mental breakdown may occur at any moment now. If you cannot stand listening to teenage angst, whining, and confusement, please turn back now. You have been warned.)

I'm just feeling really depressed. I feel like I'm all alone in the world. Almost like nobody really cares. I mean, I never have been and probably never will be a little social teen. I mean, I think the last time I had a girly slumber party was when I was in like....3rd or 4th grade. And I've never had a bf, or been kissed or anything. (Not that I'm overweight, or extremely ugly or anything, I'm just not the little "social teen" as I put it earlier.)So does that mean that if I go to every school function, and wear extremely revealing clothing, and talk to every single person I see, I won't feel lonely anymore?
Please excuse me while I crawl over to the nearest corner and just die.

*Puts on headphones and walks off, heading towards the kitchen to go consume a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, crying and listening to Pete Yorn.* Later

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