Control
Not everyone is as lucky as me when they were dealt their share.
I have the most amazing family that I know will love me no matter what. But, sometimes, I wish there were less expectations.
I am expected to be smart and caring and kind but, sometimes I wish I could tell people to F of when I don't want to talk to them. Or I could blank them and spend hours hiding under my duvet alone.
But I can't.
I have to stop and ask how each person is. Help out any crying first year. And when I'm not doing that, I have to be studying so that I can attain the perfect marks that everyone expects me to get.
Unlike you.
Your family already hit rock bottom and you don't seem to care what people think. You spend hours lounging with your friends without an ounce of work ever being done.
You walk past the dithering first years without a passing glance. You're know for your long walks around the black lake where no one dares approach.
We are two opposites yet I wish I could spend more time with you. We could meet in the middle...
But what happens If I slip and start to fall?
I think, for now, I won't talk and we will both continue our separate paths. You as ever; oblivious.