When the wolrd moves, it moves without me.
I sit in silence, reading in the back of the room.
I seek escape from my mundane reality.
I hide behind my books, afraid of my impending failure if I try to join the world.
If I rise against the norm, I shall fail.
This is what Ihave been taught.
So instead of doing like others do, I sit in apathy, neglecting to pick on side, or its other.
I cannot choose my path.
Until I am given my road to travel, perhaps by some unseen force, I do nothing. |
Submission Name: Nothing.
