This is driving me insane, to the point where I want to bang my head against the wall. These feelings that stomp on me, dragging me down, has gotten out of control.
School is in two days from now, and I can't find myself. I'd love to go back, but I have so much to do-- pfft as if I had anything in the first place. Ugh. I want to write but my digits don't find themselves typing out a draft at all.
Composing isn't all that difficult. But I'm holding back. Why? Even I'm not sure.