Life as a Student

I'm talking about the depressing feeling you get when you wake up each day and drag yourself - literally - out of bed, aching and half-asleep.

The crushing feeling when you realize that there's no actual point.

The tiredness that makes you want to just lie down and stop everything.

The kind of feeling where you just stop caring.

Those days when you're too down to be angry.

Those times when it seems like too much of an effort to smile.

Those moments when you feel so heavy, you just want to collapse and damn it all.

When you remember being carefree, and the comparison seems too much.

When you're just too drained.

Just too blank.

And you start tearing up for no reason at all.

But then you don't cry, because it's too much of a bother to wipe those tears later, and walk around with a runny nose.

So you keep everything in, and wonder at the same time why you're so goddamn emotionless sometimes.

It's not an exaggeration, or over-dramatization. This is what students go through every day, almost, when they become conscious enough of their surrounding to start thinking of things other than oh look, my friend, let's go over and play. This is what happens when childhood leaves, and really, it's plain depressing.

Also, when you start thinking about going through your entire goddamn life with this kind of feelings, you go bit numb. A bit sick of it. Like, I already feel so terrible right now, and you're telling me I have to go through more of this shit? Cue incredulous expression. Cue exasperated tone.

I have no idea why we all feel this way. Maybe it's confining us to classrooms and restricting our creativity and controlling our freedom. Designated venues, timetables, everything. Doesn't it make you feel sick of it all?

/EDIT:/ TBH philosophy makes you a little crazy - I recommend that you stop thinking about this.