I've been skipping school a lot lately.
I've been skipping life actually.
Because of my depression.
According to Mum, it's become such a delicate matter, my school career.
Little does she know.
No, really.
She actually knows very little.
I feel like a little too much pressure is going to drive me to breaking point bridge where I'll be happy to throw myself off of.
I'm sick.
I mean like really sick.
Like body weak,
Toes numb,
Head spinning,
Totally tired.
Sick.
I can't think.
I can't concentrate.
That's probably the depression talking, but the sickness is making that worse.
It's like my body can't fight two cancers at once.
So I'm tired of being sick.
Tired of being tired.
And just tired of trying.
Nobody realises that I'm actually done right now.
And I can't wait to be done completely.
I've been skipping life again,
I've been skipping stones.
