my head pounds and i cannot think.
i know that i have inflicted this upon myself.
i dare not sleep long,
and am always worring about nothing.
what is nothing?
my grades, my friends, my life.
it will all blow away.
it will all burn into nothing.
everything i do is like the wind,
here and then gone,
yet always working against me.
i trick my mind into believing i care,
believing i care about school, other people, myself.
but in my heart i know,
i know that it is a useless struggle.
i fear the struggle, and at the same time welcome it.
i am wedded to my fate and cannot escape it.
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