All that I am is slowly slipping away, The things that I've done to get myself ahead Don't make sense in my head some days,

Life is class at the moment. I'm free, I have class friends and the summer is living up to everything I'd hope it'd be.

Then why the fuck am I so pissed off all the time? I haven't felt this kind of undirected rage in so long, boiling under my skin, scorching and tarnishing all that's going on around me.


Results are out tomorrow. I poured everything I had into those exams. I really hope i did well, I'm not sure how I'll react if I didn't.


This was way longer at one stage, then I realised how much shit I talk.