No mood.

I don't have mood to study.
I don't have mood to go to school.
I failed 3 subjects.
A big improvement from last semester.
At least I passed 2 subjects.
I'm blogging in class.
I'm fearing 12th January.
They tell me to do what I like, so why am I not doing that?
In fact I'm doing what I dislike.
Dad tells me to pursue my interests, but this isn't one of them.
And yet he still tries to manipulate me to think that my course gives me a good future.
What good is it if my results continue to stay like that?
There's an improvement, no doubt.
But for the next 2 years I'll really have to sweat it out.
If I want to do well, I'll have no life.
If I want a life, I won't do well.
Confusion and doubt.
Dilemma and fear.
Please don't forget my existence if I do choose to do well in studies.