Click click click..
My pen is taping along to a symphony of racing thoughts and muttering voices of my teacher and classmates.
But my mind is blank.
They are having a conversation, but all i hear is sound.
Im supposed to be taking notes.
Disassociation, my doctors call it.
But i feel like i am in a fishtank.
I am overwhelmed,
I need to be taking notes,
But I don't understand what is being said.
I feel like I'm going to faint.
My vision is blurry.
I need to be taking notes.
I raise my hand, but i forget why.
My teacher calls on me and i panic.
I don't feel well.
I make something up.
Class ends and everyone leaves but I'm still sitting there.
My teacher says do you need something, i snap out of it and say no i just don't feel well.
My brain is fuzzy and raw as i make my way across the campus looking for somewhere to sit. I find one eventually and rest.
I should have been taking notes.
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poems to keep you afloat
Poesiamy third book of poems this collection of poems is my way of expressing my emotional rollercoasters i use these poems to cope with the overwhelming reality of the world. thank you for taking the time to read my poems. i really appreciate it! earli...
