High School

January 30, 2011
It looms over me.
A could that never leaves
Slowly creeping up
Now a dense fog covering me

I surrender to the cloud
The light goes out
I am spinning
Around and around

I am lost
I don’t remember who I am
Who I was
When will I again be myself?

I’ve lost what I stand for
What I believe in
When will this false reality end?
When will I escape?

I catch a glimpse of what I used to be
My reflection in the water
Blurred everyday
I refuse to lose myself again

I regain consciousness
As I return to the real world
Not wanting to face another day
Of high school

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