(i wrote this after my first day of school so ok.)

even the caffeine in my soda is slowing me down. im on my edge and it hasnt been a week. how can i already be so down? things will get better, things wont get better. like a hyper child on a rocking chair; im out of control. going back and forth, over and over. and when will i get a yellow light? everything is stop and go when can i slow? the clock is mocking me, it’s hours 12 to 12 as it determines my time. they say life is a race against the clock. well, can i quit? can i get injured so bad i wont have to race anymore? i’m lagging with bricks hovering right over me, never dropping but never lifting. i want a way out but i’m already mastering escapism.