I like the rhythm of this peice. You wrote this at school, didn't you? Or when you were thinking about school, at least, becuase that's what it feels like sometimes . . .with the boredom of the classes, and then too many people and too little space, and every one of them overflowing with their little teenaged hormones! It's enough to make anyone write depressing stuff. You're one of the few ones who actually do it well, though. ;)