School’s ending/ University’s beginning/ Leaving the old home/ Old family leaving/ Growing up/ Maturing/ What’s that mean?

The worst thing is that I don’t know if anyone will be there for me.

I’ve been worried about my best friend and whether there’s anything between us anymore.

I’ve been quiet around the nicest kids who can actually tolerate me.

I get really annoyed with family, because I don’t feel any respect coming from them.

And my body’s even breaking down right now.

No wonder I’m not even focusing on my last exam, tomorrow.

All I have to do is paint.

Discounting job searching, money grubbing, chores, obligations, duties… (who wants to do those?)

Is this hedonism? I don’t really know.

All I know is my head hurts and I need to go to bed.