Walking down the halls,
Looking at the smart ones,
The ones who couldn't give
Any less of a care.
Those are the one that
Seem much happier.

I pushed myself so,so far.
I have to say, I tried my best,
But I'm left with only doubts
And a lack of self-confidence.
"Have I gone far enough?
Will I ever leave my mark?"

I doubt,
I doubt,
Doubt extremely much.
With no sight of evidence
Just confusion
And tiredness

Walking past the classrooms,
All empty of their prisoners.
While the others are leaving,
I am still here to stay.
They are off to live their lives,
While I walk towards decay.

I see an empty spot
In the middle of it all,
Where I decide to collapse
To give up for a liitle while

I always had wondered
What it'd be like to go mad