reality. Of homework, and boredom, and predictablitly. I am restless and unhappy, with no way to remedy it. I want to write, but the words won't come. I should do my homework, but I don't feel like it. I am preoccupied and apathetic. My world is stagnant. I want to escape it, but I can't. I wish at least I could feel happy or content, but I don't. I am nervous and twitchy, and I don't know how to remedy it. I know that tomorrow I will go back to school, and then I will be distracted. But I will be eager to come home so that I can relax and do what I like. But once I'm here I won't want to do anything. What a frustrating, pointless cycle.
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