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it's late at night I can't stop thinking thinking about who I should be or what I should be or what I need to do in the future the future absolutely terrifies me I'm 17 sitting in school in September asking to go to the bathroom and in December I'm supposed to make decisions on what I want to be or who I want to be or where I even want to go in this big world when I'm older how can I make these big life decisions when I still can't figure out what I want for breakfast
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Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 12:37 AM UTC
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it's late at night I can't stop thinking thinking about who I should be or what I should be or what I need to do in the future the future absolutely terrifies me I'm 17 sitting in school in September asking to go to the bathroom and in December I'm supposed to make decisions on what I want to be or who I want to be or where I even want to go in this big world when I'm older how can I make these big life decisions when I still can't figure out what I want for breakfast
I don't know if this makes sense but my mind won't stop
melody-millett
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Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 12:37 AM UTC
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