I’m told I need to make a decision. I need to choose before it’s too late and it’s got to be the right choice. I can’t make a mistake. I can’t slip up. No redos or start-overs. It could mean I would mess up my future, and God knows I wouldn’t want that, especially when I’ve got the rest of my life ahead of me. Can’t have another bright star burn out before it’s supposed to, because we have my whole life set up before me, and don’t worry you’ll love it. This is freedom. This is my choice. Right?
i’ve tried bars and bus stations
the most famous parks in the biggest
cities
on the brightest daysand i’ve wandered the most
hidden streets
on rainy nightsi know it’s there
because i saw it once
in your eyes
I’m told I need to focus on my future. Schoolwork and sports and my duties come first. But what is this all leading towards? I’m going to do everything right in high school, so then I can get into the right college, where I will learn a whole bunch about something I’m not sure I want to even be doing, so that I can graduate and get a job and in that time between now and leaving college find the right guy so I can have a family early enough so I won’t be fat when I have kids and then I will make a lot of money so I can support my children to do what they want, because as a mother, I ALWAYS wanted that for them, and as they grow older and I have more money I will retire from the job I had always wanted, because that’s what I want, and I will retire with my husband who has been a big part of my life so far and then die. That is what my life will be like. That is called living. And people wonder why I don’t absolutely want to be a doctor.