Solitude

More and more lately, I've been excluding myself. I procrastinate, fall asleep on my books, and I'm more quiet than usual. Some things I just can't understand. Some things I want to be cleared from. And some things seem so insignificant. I am a sponge but I don't know what to do with it. I'm so limited, but I have so much.

Some things I can't understand. But it's ok.