I was done with it. I'm done with everything. I can't balance it all anymore. I'm no longer the best. I was always that person that everyone looked up to and thought had the perfect life. I was good at every sport, limitless possibilities for my education, until i finally snapped. It seems like it happened yesterday... I started my day like any normal day, until I was blindsided while on my way to school. I always have the same route, why would this day be any different. It all happened so fast, I was walking, then I was on the ground being yelled at and tormented. I am left on the ground with physical wounds that would heal, but I am never going to be able to forget the things that were said or the emotional gashes that are left. When I finally arrived to school my life was left in tatters. I knew i wasn't perfect. I could never go back to living my life like before. Now I am left as a shell of my former self, without any reason to try and regain my former form. It is now that I have chosen to instead walk the streets just waiting for my life to take it's course. Until I was walking around town and saw some of my former friends. I just decided that I'd walk faster than to face them. I couldn't relive my failure or erase the scars. I was so caught up in my despair that i didn't notice the curb and fell over. I hunched over and went into a ball and just cried and cried. I didn't expect my friends to come over and check if I was okay. I didn't expect everyone to come and tell me everything is okay and that they missed me. I decided I may not be perfect but at least I can always be respected, no matter what happens.
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