Save Me From Me

'What is wrong?' Asked the worried friend,
The friend caring about your sanity.
'Everything.' You reply,
Unsure of how to explain your feelings.

But then you realise; it is everything;
You feel 'depress-ed',
'I'm lonely.'
You miss people,
You feel neglected.
'I hate this freedom,
It leaves me to the clutches of my mind.
It tells me things i don't want to hear,
Makes me feel a way i don't wanna feel.'

Freedom from 13 years of schooling can be daunting,
Unsure of what is to come,
Unsure of what to do.
But if you take it one day at a time - do not worry about the silly little things...

All will be well.
Wont it?