ships.

I never meant to detach myself, you know.

it was my fault for snapping.

but what can I say?

there was so much happening whether it be school or expectations or friends who need me or the fact that I may never be good enough.

it was like a ship was sinking and different panels controlled different systems but they were all failing and I was running, scrambling, desperately back and forth between all of them, trying to fix it, but the ship was sinking faster than I could save it.