Back in the day I was a fool.
I look around.
My friends talk.
My classmates talk.
He says something to me.
The rest of my friends looks at me expectantly.
I want to scream.
Why?
How can you ask something like that?
Say something like that?
Back in the day I would just let it go.
That's how I used to do it.
Now, I only gawk at your tricks, biting my lips in order not to scream.
Finally I see the masks on theier faces.
They drive me crazy.
Those aren't friends.
None of the people here.
Just a room full of students.
No, a room full of entertainers and thief's.
People who only serve lies.
I hang my head low.
Always hang my head low and bite my tongue.
All my memories run crazy.
Suddenly I remember how I always stand in the line.
Always wait for the others.
Joke around.
Senseless.
Am I just as horrible as them?
I walk home.
The same road as always.
How often have I walked it now?
I can't remember.
Always walk up and down that road.
Everyday.
Now my steps weigh so much.
Why?
I always was content.
Used to let it go.
I pass by one of the houses.
The dog in the garden barks, jumps at the fence.
Baring it's teeth.
Why does it annoy me so much today?
I used to let it go.
Always used to be cool.
That's how it is supposed to be.
I want to scream.
I can't stand it.
All these liars and thieves and this whole insane shit that is my life.
Why do I only realize it now?
I hate it.
I want to let it all burn.
I put the house on fire.
Watch as the flames grow bigger.
Swallow the whole school building.
A bright red against the dark night sky.
It's not actually dark.
Overhead the full moon shines down.
I laugh.
I walk up that road once again.
No, I don't change anymore.
I can't remember how I used to keep cool.
Put up with the liars and thieves.
Used to just let it go.