"Fact"

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3/8/20

I
Am
Everywhere.

It smells like summer,
And it's not even spring.
What the heck is happening?

I feel disconnected
And I just wanna go back to school.

But school is what caused this,
Isn't it?

Or was it the fact that I
Liked him yesterday,
And I'm not exactly happy with it?

Or the fact that I
Don't know who anyone is
Anymore?

Or the fact that I
Keep having dreams
Yet never starting to chase them?

Or is it the fact that
no one's listening
to me?

Or is it the fact that
I'm not always worth
Listening to?

Whatever.
I need human contact.
I'm coming back to school.

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