hectic periods of school life

There are always these times you just want to sink into the comforts of your bed and never wake up again.

There are times you message a friend, "I know you guys have work, too, but I'm almost breaking."

There are always times you have to scream, but you can't find your voice.

There are times when you can't find the x in your equation, tracing your problems with the tip of your fingers (you know it's gonna /burn), and you can't dig anymore to find the roots of your problem.

There are times someone won't notice even as you give a grim smile, the moisture in your eyes reflecting the hazy figures in front of you.

There are times someone will notice.

There are times someone will ask if you're alright.

There are times you cry.

You're not weak because you break.

You're precious.

You're strong.

And there are times, you'll smile again.

Even as you delete each letter of your silent, loud plea from the whites of your screen, you know that self-pity is never an ally. You are strong to know self-pity and escape aren't allies, and even stronger to not fall for them.

Stay strong.

I believe in you.