Summer Break
The days pass slowly
Slower than death
It all comes back
Realizing the reasons
I'm always depressed
Nothing to do
No happy people
Just broke, drunk, angry
Feelings in the air
This is not home
This is hell
Burning me up
Breaking me down
So much for break
Yeah, No classes
No rules, No cleaning
But I'd rather do that
Than drown myself
In negative thoughts
Missing my friends
Missing my baby
Can't wait til the time
Has come to and end
Can't wait to kiss
Can't wait to hug
The only person
I look forward to seeing
So much for summer break
Now I need a break from hell.
Copyright © Stacey Tibbetts | Year Posted 2009
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