This Is Not A Poem.
First day of senior year..yay i guess
It was okay? Got yelled at by the corridor teacher the moment i arrived but whatever
I am not doing well honestly. I dont think ill tell my friends about it.
Or my sister
My mom is really sick, I haven’t seen her in days . Doesn’t help that my Arabic teacher yelled about me about my grades, definitely doesn’t help that my dad kept yelling at me at anything and everything.
At the same time i have to focus on studying and extra curriculars and grades obviously
Haven’t seen my grandma in a month and she’s still in the hospital and her body is failing her.
When I went to school today I didn’t mention it to anyone because why would i make other people worry about me when they all have their own problems to deal with.
But anyway
I accidentally took my anger on my friend and he was genuinely concerned
I am not doing well
I feel like I was thinking too much I forgot to eat
I can never imagine that it was possible to outlive my own mother, i guess it adds to the mommy issues
Life’s a bitch I guess