He
Comes
home from school.
Locks himself in his room.
Sits on his bed,Crying for hours.
Asking himself "Why doesn't she love me?"
Thinking to himself what he could of doing to make it
work.
Guess it will just be another night dreaming of
her until I see her again tomorow.
he writes in his journal.
this excact bit was mine
"He Comes home from school.Locks himself in his room.Sits on his bed,Crying for hours.Asking himself "Why doesn't she love me?"Thinking to himself what he could of doing to make it work."