Roundabouts

The things in my mind are driving me crazy.

So today just passed by like another cloud in the sky.

Go school, go home, back to school tomorrow. I feel like a machine in the factory. But even the best machines wear out.

Sth is screaming inside me. Either I let it all out; Or I keep it all within.

Its 9pm. In 3 hours I'll be in bed. Before dawn breaks i'll be resting my head on the canteen table, letting my arms go numb. The thoughts of the tests and everything else seem to weigh down my head even more. Walk to parade square like a zombie, go for math and watch the clock tick. Tell myself the day's gonna end soon. And I would have survived another day.

Nuts.

This is a roundabout; it's not going to stop spinning just for me to get off. Even if i do, I'd be a fool. So i'll just stay on, grab on tight, close my eyes and fight.