I want to write whole paragraphs.
I want to draw again and again.
I want to shout happily.
I want to express my feelings
And everything that comes with them.

But

They don't care.
They don't like him.
They're not curious.
They won't listen.

And

I want to cry.
I don't want to go back to school.
I'm really anxious.

And
I cried
In front of him.

Why do I feel so happy?