Please don't ask me to stay,
That would be very selfish of you.


That just leaves me drowning.

Lay low.
And read in between the lines.

Chemistry on your right,
Plastic plant on your left.

I've never felt so small.

Look around the room,
And see the paintings of your peers.
Could you ever create something so beautiful?

Listen to the conversations around you.

No one tries to include me.

Not like I could relate to anything they are saying.

I've become too distant..
Too...
Unreachable.

Close your eyes,
And try and find your own little world.


Stupid. Really. Stupid.



Walk into a teacher's room.

They are the authority figure right?

They are suppose to be there to help you.

Then why do I hear things like,

"I'm not here to be your friend. I'm here to be your teacher."



Good. At least we are on the same page.

Why do you try and help me?
Hypocrite.

"Can you help me?"

"I can, but come back later."

So here I find myself.

Wanting to get out of here...

If I disappeared,
Would you care?

Would anyone notice?

If I had a funeral what would you say?



Would you say I was happy?

Brilliant?
Lost?


I can't imagine my funeral.
I don't want to.

Would you come?
Would you cry?
How would you word your final goodbye?



Please don't ask me to stay,
That would be very selfish of you.