A clock ticks on the wall.
All the other kids are talking.
I can’t think.
I can’t focus.
I’m lost.
Detached from the world.
I look up, and see someone leaning against the wall.
I know them…but how?
They’ve been following me for a week now.
I still don’t know how I know them.
They’re not real.
I know this.
But…they seem so real.
More real, in fact, than the other people around me.
Is this a dream?
More like a nightmare.
A clock ticks on the wall.
Author's Note: I am a therian, and I have four theriotypes; a leopard, an owl, a dolphin, and a horse. Because of this, I have the nickname, "Lowldorse".
(Sometimes)
Life just seems much too hard
(Sometimes)
I don't want to go on
(Sometimes)
I feel like it's impossible-
Immovable walls surround me
(Sometimes)
I don't understand other folks-
I love you yet
I can’t stand you
I need you yet
I push you away
I treasure you yet
I want to leave
You’re a liar who
Broke my heart
And
You’re the very thing that might
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