I do not like it that the people around me never seem to be my constant.

I do not like it that I really miss the people who matters to me.

I do not like that fact that I cannot juggle friends and school.

I do not like the fact that I am currently doing what I should be doing

I do not like it that I am rooted into something I know I should not be rooted to.

I do not like the fact that I still see your face everyday.

I do not like the fact that I thought I had moved along.

Until I realised that I have cleared the way around me, but never once made the effort to clear you from myself.