*written during 1st period in the morning yesterday - English class.
This is a cruel place we live in.
Chances and opportunities are handed to others on a silver platter whilst those who want, need, and deserve it more have to strive and perspire for those wanted possibilities.
It has been my dream since I was 10 years old and to see someone experience it before I do is just so unfair and it's making me feel miserable and depressed in more ways than one and I just want to scream at everyone and everything.
Can I?
I'd like to able to do that.
Shout and scream and shriek at every little thing and every stupid person I see. Shout at this piece of paper that's filled with loathing and hidden anger and animosity. Scream at my English teacher to shut up and tell her all the things I find wrong about her. And then shriek with contempt at the world. This crazy world. This mad world. This cruel world.
Fuck this, fuck everything.
Of rainy days, cloudy skies, fiction, Korean music, pretty boys, agoraphobia, thoughts on paper, and the scent of rain on dry earth.
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