there's these nails on the chalkboard that just won't stop

they scrape further and further down, 

creating a crackling noise as they travel more and more down

i realize

theres nobody to listen 

i'm the only one stuck in this incarceron called detention

theres nobody who'd acknowledge it; not even the teacher. 

i cant say anything

i need help

i dont know what to do 

i've been a picture perfect student

i only focus on academia because i dont want to think about my emotions 

"eso si que es" my spanish teacher says. it is what it is. 

impatience accumulates

i just one person to listen 

preferably a parent;

friends are hard to confess to sometimes. 

i feel so pushed into the corner

i may be victimizing myself

and i'll never be able to win the battle

but its happening

and whether you acknowledge it or not

is up to you

you may be saying im slacking 

because im not doing what im supposed to be doing at the right time

or because i was caught relaxing and not studying for my SATs, my ACT

you havent stopped to think why

and i may sound really selfish begging you to try and see 

but i just need one person to polarize their vision through the looking glass

and look my way for once. i just need one