I never meant to detach myself,
you know.

it was my fault
for snapping.

but what can I say?

there was so much happening
whether it be school or
expectations or
friends who need me or
the fact that I may never
be good enough.

it was like a ship was sinking
and different panels
controlled different systems
but they were all failing
and I was running,
scrambling,
desperately
back and forth between
all of them,
trying to fix it,
but the ship was sinking
faster than I could save it.