I am fifteen
my cat is almost four
and the books I can't live without
are still overdue
at the library
how come everything that tastes good
makes you fat
what if tomorrow
always comes too soon
and the smoke outside my window
won't go away

I have to learn to keep my mouth shut
when they don't actually want to know
what I have to say
my head is throbbing
suppose I left behind
something more than the posters on my wall
maybe even something as big
as a legacy?
my headache isn't ceasing
I can't see clearly
and the smoke outside my window
won't go away

Nobody ever stops to speak
for those who have no voice
I should have tried out for the volleyball team again
they made me captain my first year
why do I have to
be the one
everyone expects to succeed
I have no answers for their questions
will I become the person
I want to be
and the smoke outside my window
won't go away