This monolog was made purely based on how I feel in the Math Class at my school. The people there always seem to make people feel that way based there looks, who they like or look up to, taste in music and/or movies. But the truth is, they don't understand what maybe going on in someone else's life. I have a lot of shit to figure out and they don't seem to give me space to do anything to sort things out. I have missing puzzle pieces that I've got to find and get my life back on track by putting the puzzle of this living nightmare that is my life, together.
Eveyday, Every Night
This monolog was made purely based on how I feel in the Math Class at my school. The people there always seem to make people feel that way based there looks, who they like or look up to, taste in music and/or movies. But the truth is, they don't understand what maybe going on in someone else's life. I have a lot of shit to figure out and they don't seem to give me space to do anything to sort things out. I have missing puzzle pieces that I've got to find and get my life back on track by putting the puzzle of this living nightmare that is my life, together.
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