sorry.

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everyone is so happy for high school.
most people are happy with how they are.
everyone is depressed about homework but everything else is fantastic.
but not for me.
for me i feel as though i am at my worst.
my foot won't stop kicking and my heart won't stop pounding.
i'm sad that i'm not with my friends,
for they are my only outlet.
they are my safe place that isn't in reach.
i feel like i should be happy.
i make it seem like i am.
but i'm not.
sorry high school, but i'm not enjoying you.
not yet at least.
i hope things get better.
i hope the school work doesn't weight me down.
i hope this edgy poetry book will fade off like a distant memory
and ceases to exist.

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