planet earth

today was not my favorite.
i mean, the day itself was pretty good.
and if you eliminated people from the equation,
i'd say it was wonderful.
but no.
other people exist.
other lying,
cheating,
hating,
screaming,
annoying,
mother-trucking
people.


i didnt wanna get out of my bed today.
i begged my mom for a day off.
i havent missed a day all of second semester.
my head hurt.
i was pissed at the world.
for no reason at all.
but she made me go.
i had to face the other hormonal freaks
of my generation.
the horny guys.
the slutty girls.
the jerk guys.
the stupid girls.
my friend david.
my friend brianne.
she made me face them.
and in doing that,
i had to face myself.

i didnt wanna get up today
because i hate facing myself.
i hate seeing me in the mirror
and seeing my blue eyes that everyone
loves so much.
because i dont see blue, today.

today, everything was grey.
the color that artists wanna sue me over.
because it is a color in my book.

i hardly smiled today.
nothing went right today.
brianne hated me today.
david was happy for once today.
but i wasnt anything today.

i was leesha.
or the person she made up.
this leesha person...
she coverd up everything today.
connor says she sucked at it.