Falling

Falling to pieces.
Don't want to be here.
Don't want to be in this life.
Don't want to deal with drama.
Nor Idiots.
I don't want to do this school work.
I don't even understand it.

3 days now, 3 days, with meds, havne't forgotten, and i'm still falling apart. This HAS to stop. Now. But how do I not worry? There is so much going on! How do I deal with it all? Can't I just dance my life away? Can't the world just leave me alone? Can't I just work, pay the bills, and dance? I'd love that. I love dance, everything disappears and nothing exists outside of that building, outside of those people, I love it.