Streaky paint

It's been another bad day..
But I shan't trouble you with that.

As the last day of school, though,
I suppose it's all alright and I really just need to strengthen and upgrade myself,
so that there is no time for bishes and douches and past-friends.

Mm, that came out right.
I really don't want to be as affected up here as I can get, sometimes
And that has helped in a way.

When I see you, my friend, struggling with your presentation
I get this urge to help you like I help some of my classmates,
But then I have to physically remind myself that you are like all the other 'friends' that I've had, that if I forget about this one time, things will repeat themselves and my situation will worsen yet again.

I can't be a fool that lets people exploit me, I just can't.
I'm not a victim and I'm not without my backbone;
I have to protect myself around these people.

.
Anyways.
Ever since I've let go of you, my friend,
People have been warming up to me, and that's just so nice of them, you know that?
I wasn't ever able to see it when you were all around, but now I do, I really do. It's so bright and uplifting.. you know that?
And they always have, and now it'd seem as though that gap I've felt with humans is somewhat self-inflicted (only with certain people, most humans still feel distant), and that I really should deepen those relations a little.

Just for the sake of myself,
Just for, me,
I really should open up a little and make a few friends before I go,
Before we all leave this school.

This is the prime of my youth after all
I've got to do something with that;
I've got to study really really hard this holiday
And shove all these negative happenings to the side.

Dats right,
I have a life to live, things to do.
I can't be tied down like this, I can't get so sad I can't function.

These hurt feelings will one day subside;
Till then, I will remain as myself and upgrade, me.

It'll probably take a few more tears and a few more broken-hearted days,
but I'll get there.