Rant, rant, rant,
I remember ranting to three awesome teachers,
Francis, Anna and Richard...
I miss them, those names...
Their faces, their advises,
I'm pretty troubled right now, I feel useless.
No matter how hard I try, I tend to come back being more confused,
I try to please, to understand, to know, but all I get is a reply "I wish you should think more,"
I miss these teacher, because they were there when I felt alone,
There were there when I felt useless, there were there to cheer me on,
These days, I tend to compare myself with other people,
People keep saying they're good, better, smart,
They have interest in them, but when it comes to me...
All I get are complains "can you do better" "if you can't say it in proper sentences, you don't know it,"
I always look at myself as someone who can't be good at something,
People say I may seek attention, that I'm just one of those compliment whores,
I may sound really confusing but this is how I feel.
I got no one to talk to, no one to go to. I feel alone and helpless.
I'm really depressed and I don't know what to do.
Mr. Francis, Sir Richard, Miss Anna, I miss you...
