In class listening to music in your ears, trying not to, but don't know if you can make it through the day. The music isn't helping, so you go to the restroom, you don't need to go, you just stand there waiting for it to pass, you try to draw, you try to message a friend, you try to talk to someone, you try to message someone, you try over and over to distract yourself from not crying in front of everyone, than you just sit there hand on your check leaning on the table, starring off in space, not knowing there is a tear in your eye, and you wipe it off and then they ask if your okay but no one really cares, but there is always one who does, you wipe your eye again and say you're fine and that you just got dust in your eye and they walk away.
