"It's an...alternative school." 

"No, no, it's just that there is much less focus on grades."

I know I'm a problem kid.

I f*** up too much, too often.

I know I'm on the deliquent path.

I do bad things.

But all you ever do is blame my issues on mental illness.

"Oh, it's just your impulsivity from depression coming out."

*whispered to my principal by my mom last year* "Sir, she has anxiety, depression, and PTSD. She acts out sometimes because of that."

I'm not a diagnosis.

I'm not a statistic.

I am NOT my illness. 

I do stupid s*** because I LIKE it.

I like the rush of adrenaline.

I like the danger.

Not because I'm f***ed-up in my head.