After the end of my final exams, I thought everything would be so great.
I thought I'd feel like a huge weight had been lifted off the crooks in my shoulders.
I thought I'd be euphoric, bursting with uncontrollable happiness.
I thought I'd be free.
So, then why did it feel like nothing?
Like I hadn't really accomplished anything at all.
An unsatisfied emptiness devouring me, piece by piece.
