I'm worried to death about everything.
I can't bring myself to do the simplest tasks,
and that worries me.
The consequences of not doing the few things I'm responsible for
worries me too.
No, I don't want to fail school.
No, I'm not trying to prove a point.
Of course I want to do well.
It's a lot harder than it looks.
Stop telling me to just shake it off and do it.
It's not that easy anymore.
I don't want a tutor because I don't need a tutor,
I need someone to talk to.
The more you cut me off from "fun stuff",
the more you cut me off from my friends
and the more you isolate me
and the grades slip further.
You can't just not let me talk to someone.
I don't know who I worry about more,
him or me.
I don't want to hurt anyone.
I don't want to let them down.
I have commitments to the things and the people I care about,
and you're threatening to force me to leave them in the dust.
I've done enough to hurt them.
I don't need your help.
I don't need you to tell me how much damage I've done.
You can't just tell me to be happy
and to do what I'm supposed to.
It's not that fucking easy.
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Thoughts and Things
ŞiirA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
