Snow

I arrive at school. Just looking straight to the point where I have to be. Not really caring about al persons around me and the fact that I forgot to style my hair doesn't even bother me. That's really strange because I always want to have my hair styled perfectly. Eight classes today, starting with Maths. While I walk towards my friends a boy bumps into me, I look at him and he quickly looks back and walks away. Brown hair, blue eyes, a bit of a blush on his cheeks. My friends don't notice that I'm this sad from the inside because I'm very good at hiding my feelings. I just put on a fake smile, and they think I'm just a happy boy. From the inside I'm exactly the opposite. I sit down in the back, alone. The teacher starts to talk but I don't feel like listining to him. I stare out of the window and watch the snow fall down gently. It's the first snow this year. I slowly lose myself in my thoughts. Then suddenly I get interrupted by the teacher. He asks me something but I don't get him at all because I wasn't really paying attention. I look at him and just answere that I'm not feeling really okay today. I guess he understood because he just walked away. When I look at the blackbord I sigh. Twenty exercises. That's going to take a lot of time. That doesn't really matter because I've got all the time. After a few other classes I go home. Again that long cold way. This time it's snowing too so I slowly get covered by it. I always playback the lyrics of the songs that play in my earphones. It makes my mind clear and I just listen to the music and I stop thinking about everything. After a long and cold ride I get home, totally covered with this white stuff. I wiggle and it falls off. I drop my bag and walk upstairs. I fall down on my bed backwards and sigh, I just want to be happy. I text my friend, to talk about random stuff. It usually makes me smile but this time that doens't happen. I just keep this pokerface without showing any emotions.