waves

stress, stress, stress....

but different ones.

my friends are tensed with the coming exam,

but me?

the coming exam is the last thing i can ever think of;

now what bothers me the most,

is the trouble that i've caused,

the inner and outer conflicts,

which are getting serious and serious by day.

i tried to focus on the History book which was laying in front of me,

but my mind wasn't on the Renaissance Age.

my mind was wandering somewhere,

back to the prefects room...

back to the emergency meeting...

back to the storms a few days back...

everything just happened in a flicker of eyes,

but the battle seemed so long,

sucking out my energy bit by bit...

i tried, really tried,

to focus on my studies...

but i don't know how.

our conversation is leading to nowhere,

besides more hatred and more rage.

your hatred and your rage,

not mine.

i'm not ready for anything.

i don't even know what i am feeling now.