Sometimes my heart hurts. I feel like I'm trapped in a cage and the world is screaming at me, throwing things, pointing, insisting. I'm like a compass needle that's just going to keep spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning everywhere, and I don't know where it'll stop. There are horrible things in the world and I am powerless. I want help. I want a hug. I want it to stop. I want someone to distract me from this. I want not to be downgraded on my identity in a Diversity class. I want two and a half hours of studying for a Math test to mean something. I want my friends to be happy, especially the ones I know are in trouble.
I want to not feel overwhelmed, but I am; and by far less than I've seen before.
What if I'm not strong enough to breathe? What if I'm not brave enough to live?
What if I'm not enough?
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