lanaevans

College Dropout

I don\'t want to write essays, I don\'t want to do this shit. 

I wonder what you\'re up to, I wonder if you\'re in bed with another girl. 

My professor is a pervert, I observe him flirting with the pretty girls. 

I\'m jealous again. 

I\'m not paying attention, I\'m just thinking of ways to kill myself. 

Why am I so lonely here, I thought this would get me out of my shell. 

I see the college boys flirt with the college girls. 

And I sit and watch from across the cafe, alone at the table. 

I\'m not emotionally stable. 

I\'m out of here.