When life is seriously trying to trample you the f*** down and you don't know what will make it better. Or should I say I know.
Today I hit myself with a volleyball accidentally. The boy I like most probably doesn't even give a s*** about me. My head is spinning. My blood is boilong from all of this pent up rage. But then it's nothing. Just numbing silence. At the end of the day whatever happens I just have to tolerate it… "This too shall pass" said God or Shakespeare or the freaking Bible idk. But it sucks. After school I played badminton avec mon amie and the second round I was very tired becuz I take PE in school so I was drained. This old guy starts calling me lazy and a stupid teenager and starts bravo-ing my friend who mind you sits in a AC classroom unlike me who plays in the sun which I love btw. Then I get to know this guy I like is going to the Ed sheeran concert whom I can't go to. A fan can't go. 🙁
Why is it so boring. This daily drudgery does me no good. How I wish I could just. ………. idk. Just what? It's beyond me. Perhaps by some miracle I can go to the concert. Perhaps Yash will actually talk to me. Perhaps I'll not finish what started. But God if you are reading then know I am tired.
That's all I'll say. Even though my mind is screaming.
I don't know how will I be able to tell this story. For poetry is my only expression – words bypass me when I speak. My mind thinks too fast. I just wish… oh I just wish…
It'll only be unfair 🙁