My mind beats and shakes like steady drum.
My aching head beats, twists, making a band around the inside of my head
A battle between my imagination and reality starts again.
The clock ticking is way to loud along with the pencils moving from question to answers on a sheet of paper
Some making smooth steady beats with pencils, fingers, feet, even the paper switch from on side to another
It's all to much
My heads going to explode!
But I must not show or fail the test!
No has to know
Number 14 is A
Number 15 is C
Number 16 is B wait no it's D
Arg! My my brain it's to much.
I massage my head to help to stay focus
My head makes a story to try to calm me down ,but it only freaks me out
I need to focus!
Only 10 minutes left oh no!
I read quick I think hard making my head sore
4 more questions!
I can do it!
Then a wave of soreness shoot from my brain yell 'let's sleep, have some water, and eat a snack'.
I the question becomes a blear
I half understand and half fight my own mind
2 more to go
1 more to go!
Beep goes the bell
Oh no! I read quick choosing C and walk to the basket and put it in with a fake smile hiding my pain
Like I always do
No one knows and that how I like
One look around and I can tell a little of everyone's story on one was is as close to how I feel but still far from me
I give hints but no one can tell
My friend talk to another
2 of my friend read a book
1 pretends he's doing nothing but really observing everyone
1 finish a test
2 talking to the teacher
None see there my mask
Good no need to worry them
I put my head down shut my eyes to a peaceful dark black fighting the dream away
Poke
Poke
Sigh no one can leave me alone
I look up to see a smile that makes me want to hide to my dreamless sleep
Questions after question about who I like making my mind crawl for a answer
Who do I like?
My brain goes in a frizzy for the anwser it picks one Name it always choose but I once again deny my own thought and focus on what I should do
I felt eyes on me my back stiffen with invisible scars
Why now?
Why lead me on? I look to see what I was afraid of my friend talk but the one I like looked at me then back to my friend .
Well I do have bind still almost out if my bag i put it out to look at my mess of paper. with print or sloppy hand writing i took a nap looking at my notes till the bell range I got up to move in front of my friend desk to hello
Talk like my head isn't exploding letting somestuff out without think what I'm saying mentally slapping my self for stupid stuff
Soon it's time to leave to go on a lonely bus filled from top to bottom with kids my age
I wslk my friend go to get my lovely flute
The only item I care so much for
Time to leave to go to a room and not talk to be left with my mind to sleep and snack till it's normal then to repeat all over again in the next mornin'
