Blown Away

January 30, 2014

I made straight A's all my life

you could call me an overachiever.

It just took one hit.

and i was hooked.

I dont care about grades!

I dont care about my future!

I just want more.

give me more

it is my escape from reality

and my entrance into a dream

It is my outlet for electricity

that is my emotion

You dont understand me

so go away.

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