Distractions

With a week one past and still I'm unable to concentrate, I ask myself what's wrong. Idealistic. That's what I am. I need to really start coming up with a proper plan of action. Proving to all those who ever mocked me is my current motivation. But I realize now that to do well truly takes the drive for oneself to succeed, and not for anyone else. I also am burgeoning a deep-rooted hate for this school. Distractions, distractions. Making it harder is the fact that we're touching on my beloved Schumann in Music, and I can't seem to get enough of it. Have you ever tried reaching out for something you know you can't have? Holding on so tightly that you get blisters?

Emotions powerful and conflicting (like now):