You underestimate me.

I’m numb that I don’t know what I do?where I go?What I feel?Who I am………

Poem about Anger Management.

People leave you without any reason and you are left with the question "why"

"You’re going to be president someday- I mean like principal."- Junior.

Everybody has those days.

Some people have no restraint.

They really should have thought twice about sticking us all in the same fifth period.

Boy, are we mean to each other.

Sometimes we insult, threaten, or degrade each other. But it’s out of love! Probably.