oh god
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I am a radioactive zone.
Danger zone, when I'm alone
In a classroom, in a crowd
Touch and you will perish.
One of those kids who
Thinks too much, who
Writes words on her
One day, I'll be different.
I won't speak like I do now.
I'll be a better person, I guess,
but I'm sick of changing,
Deranging something I've actually
Learned to like, why do we have
Oh God,
Is this a shout or a prayer?
Why can't I be happy now?
Why does it always have to be later?
