Continuing from last semester

100 pages of my best work.

Great.

This sucks.

How much does it sucks?

Neverending.

Hate school.

Can you hear me?

Hate.

Hate.

Hate.

Gosh, there is so much hatred inside.

And I am starting to feel depressed.

This tighening around my head never stops.

It is there, day and night.

Even in my dreams.

I just need hope.

Hope.

Hope.

Hope.

Need to find some...everyday...

because I am stuck between breaking down and growing strong.

I am in this in-between space, that I want to break down, but I cannot.

I want to find relieve, but it isnt there.

That is what hurts most.

Relieve isnt there.