I feel horrible. My homework is done and my chinese spelling today was done without effort.
Yet my heart feels heavy. It's as if I tripped on a stray rock and scraped my body against the hard concrete. But I just don't want to get up.
I'm scared.
There's a billion emotions that run through my brain but I don't know what is which. And I refuse to believe. I want to tear myself open and cry till I disappear to ashes. I hate when you look over to him and say a few words before bursting into laughter. Am I such a joke?
Every morning I detest getting into the car onward to the journey to school.
It's a problem I don't know the solution to.
I'm afraid that it wouldn't last. I'm really scared.