Tabitha Suzuma

School is a pile of crap. School has always been a pile of crap _ he had just never bothered to think about it until today.

But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.

At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.

I am sure that music was never meant to sound this harsh, this painful.

Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.