Something

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Something is storing inside of me and I don't know what it is.

Before church I cried. In the seat in the back.

They assigned me to help with the little kid class.

And in the middle of it I almost burst out crying.

I almost excused myself. But I didn't. Not in front of 8 kids who look up to me.

Now I'm sitting in the gym. It's 7:30. And I just want to get out.

I want to leave. But I can't. And I don't know where I'd go if I could.

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