Sitting in the class makes me want to scream. I can’t rhythm, write , or create a story. As I sit here trying to find the theme.
Maybe I can do this if we’re a team. So that way we’re happy with our story. Sitting in this class makes me want to scream.
I watch the wall and fall into a dream. What to write about, music, life, dory? As I sit here trying to find the theme.
Can not write, my head is filled with steam. It’s too loud, can’t think. Maybe I’ll ask Corey. Sitting in this class makes me want to scream.
Maybe its not as hard as it may seem. Maybe ill write about fame and glory. As I sit here trying to find the theme.
This is definitely going downstream. Everyone will think this is dorky. Sitting In this class makes me want to scream. As I sit here trying to find the theme.