staying up until late trying to make up with my mate feelin this heaviness in my chest knowing you are the best maybe I'm just a fool to think that I might be your type lost in this mind trying my best to be kind keeping up with the grind even though the agony is catching up to me anxiety cultivates you not knowing which road to choose uncertainty dictates you when something doesn't equate to you amusement is prudent maybe the things I have done can relate to a student create the movement some are just the rudest or should I say the coolest anger is your anchor sadness is your madness happy can come off as snappy but truly is it worth being unhappy emotions , promotions, explosions the things that create commotion until you feel frozen in a state of being lost let's make a toast not boast but from coast to coast i am now diagnosed