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i can play the piano. my teacher congratulated me. i was playing from memory.
i can write poems with astounding (to me) passion.
i can fall asleep in class and ace the test the subject was on.

but i can also hurt. every day pain creeps up on me.
i can feel. i have felt my friends' pain. they feel... scared and feeble.
i...am at the virge of exploding on a kid who thinks, says, and announces that hes better at everything than everyone else. he threw a rock at me. i threw a bigger one and deliberately missed. i threw it over him. and i feel guilty for that.
i can feel rage...and...i dont like it...



...im scared of myself...