Today is 20th of April 2011.

It's getting really annoying the way you talk to me.
I don't get why you act all so weird.
It's anoyying.
It really is.
I keep telling myself there's only less than 2 months of school left.
I won't see you anymore.
But again, I think you were my bestfriend at some point.
I can't just ignore you like that.
And I remember when I told that person it's not nice to ignore you friends.
I guess he was right when he said "they don't give a shit about you."
Guess he was right.
With all the nonsense he told me after that.
But just that one sentense made me think again.
I miss the times I hang out with you.
Talked to you.
Thought you could be my best friend forever.
But I don't think so anymore.
We were so close that you even told me the password on your laptop.
The time you gave me the biggest hug.
And told me you missed me and you feel like I don't wanna talk to you anymore.
But again, that person is right. "does she even like talking to you?"

All these stuff in my head.
I don't know what to do.
I always knew I can't keep a bestfriend.
There's something wrong with me.
Everytime I try to get close to someone, they just push me away.
To the point where they won't talk to me.
And won't trust me.
I trust people easily.
It's not a good thing.
I tell everyone about my secrets.
Actually, I can keep other people's secrets better than I keep my own secrets.
I need to and fix my problem.
There's something wrong with me.
And thinking about college is ever worse.
I don't know where I'm going.
I don't have any 'skills' to make new friends fast.
I'm scared.
IGCSEs are scaring me even more.
I'm scared. Help me out.

Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...