Unanswerable Nothingness

Everyone outside are celebrating a festival
Each with their own reason and each with some gain
The festival of lights and happiness has come once again
And here I am, sitting in a rock-like chair, with blank eyes
Staring at the graffiti-ed wall.. Glaring right back at me are the ABCs
My mobile flashes green light, the ring tone is intoxicating..
It brings me so close to touching it, but I resist the temptations
How sad is it to feel empty inside? How sad is it to know there's a hole?
I move back and forth restlessly.. Pick up a book and drop it in frustration
I'm unorganized, messed up, lost, torn, lonely.. Would you judge me now?
No poet I am here.. Just a heartbroken teenager with dreams too big..
So I'll let it go.
I will force myself to a huge bowl of chocolate ice cream and grow over it.
I'll let it go. Because I have to. Because I love the book and I shouldn't drop it in any frustration ever again.