Sitting in chior and just came back from another hard day of cheerleading... A lot of bull is on my mind but I refuse be as small minded as some of the small people in such and small ad sorry excuse for a town(s)......

Somethings wrong...
My body is weak..
I hurt so bad I can barely speak.
I might cry again,
I might I hope no one dies,
Hearts are so hard to mend.
But when I get this feeling somethings a disaster
So what am I to do with the pain of the next and the next and the next morning after...