Drama. Everyday life is full of it. Late for the bus, late for school, oops, almost fell asleep in class again. Luckily, I'm not that far gone. Luckily my problems (hopefully) slide off once I put on that favoured plastic smile. No, of course it's not fake. I'm a happy person on the outside, really, truly I am. Just because the inside is spinning a bit doesn't mean it's not full of happy rainbow colours. No, I'm not angry. No, I'm not depressed. No, I'm not jumping for joy. We're each dealt a hand, too many hearts, too few, each round a different playing field. Paranoia, that's my real problem. School is great, friends are fine, life is normal. It's me that's not. Well, on the contrary, we're all dealing with problems, be it guy or girl, school or home. That's completely normal. Sure, I over-analyse, under-estimate and basically blow my chances to Hell. Don't we all at some point? One look, one day, one mistake and nerves flare, fear creeping like vines and paranoia clogging my pores. I'll deal, I always do. Get it in line, remember it's all in my head.
Plus,

we're ALL a little paranoid


aren't we?