Back in the day I was a fool. I look around. My friends talk. My classmates talk. He says something to me. The rest of my friends looks at me expectantly. I want to scream. Why? How can you ask something like that? Say something like that? Back in the day I would just let it go. That's how I used to do it. Now, I only gawk at your tricks, biting my lips in order not to scream. Finally I see the masks on theier faces. They drive me crazy. Those aren't friends. None of the people here. Just a room full of students. No, a room full of entertainers and thief's. People who only serve lies. I hang my head low. Always hang my head low and bite my tongue. All my memories run crazy. Suddenly I remembers how I always stand in the line. Always wait for the others. Joke around. Senseless. Am I just as horrible as them? I walk home. The same road as always. How often have I walked it now? I can't remember. Always walk up and down that road. Everyday. Now my steps weigh so much. Why? I always was content. Used to let it go. I pass by one of the houses. The dog in the garden barks, jumps at the fence. Baring it's teeth. Why does it annoy me so much today? I used to let it go. Always used to be cool. That's how it is supposed to be. I want to scream. I can't stand it. All these liars and thieves and this whole insane shit that is my life. Why do I only realize it now? I hate it. I want to let it all burn. I put the house on fire. Watch as the flames grow bigger. Swallow the whole school building. A bright red against the dark night sky. It's not actually dark. Overhead the full moon shines down. I laugh. I walk up that road once again. No I don't change anymore. I can't remember how I used to keep cool. Put up with the liars and thieves. Used to just let it go.