inevitable

as the school year is ending I assume I'm getting more and more tense.
I'm awaiting a letter that's taking longer than expected to arrive.
Why do my words get so jumbled, I rarely ever talk anymore.
Who have I become and what was I supposed to be and why did I never get there?
No one over here, no one over there and I know I really know why this happened.

It's okay if you dislike me, I dislike myself also.