I think it’s the Sundays that hit me the hardest
Coming down from the high of the weekend only to realize
Oh.
Right.
I have school tomorrow.

And don’t tell me to get over myself
That I’m just
“Overflowing with hormones”
And
“School isn’t that bad,
You just feel the way you do because you’re a teenager”

I mean,
I’m sure that’s part of it,
But really
Who wants to go to a place where they feel stupid and ******,
Overwhelmed and helpless
All the ******* time

School isn’t really even about learning anymore,
The average student doesn’t retain the information,
We just cram it into our heads day after day until that glorious time of the year comes--
Summer
And then we forget

But on these tense Sunday evenings,
When i feel the weight of everyone’s crushing expectations of me,
How i should be,
What i should be doing,
What i could be doing RIGHT NOW
OVER
AND OVER
AGAIN
I just feel like going to my room to cry