Laying Here

can i see the light

<Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life>

I pinned the attacker to the ground and grazed his face across the gravel. I let him go and he looked at me, shocked. He and his friend ran away

"run you fuck ups, run" I screamed, adrenaline pumping. I looked down at Joey and put out my hand. He looked at it with fear, but grabbed it anyway.

"Thanks" he said looking sideways at me "you came just in time. They were some good moves" I smiled.

"Well you can't look after your self, so I though I would step in" I grinned at the hurt look on his face.

"Hey I’ve done nothing to you!" I looked hard at him "okay im sorry"

"good then” we looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"this doesn’t change anything” he said .I chose to believe him, but before school he was waiting outside my house real<I/> casual.

<I wish I could go so far away Where time moves too slow day after day I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds As they go by. I have a sensation where laziness, Procrastination is what I do best I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds as they go by. Where has my ambition gone I haven't seen it for so long am I a burden to someone? I am so tired of everything all my desire is vanishing.>