This is stupid.
I’m upset over something
and in ten years,
when I’m fully grown
with a job,
a house,
maybe even a family,
this decision won’t matter.

Who’s going to look back and check?
Who’s going to look back and see what I wore
that one day in eighth grade?
Who’ll think that I was a loser?
(I mean, I was…)
But in ten years,
who’s going to look back and judge one thing?


This sounds stupid.
I know it is.
The worst part is that I’m stressing over it,
like people will actually care.
They say it’s weird.
I say, “who cares?”

I just don’t want everyone to hate me.
I know, that sounds stupid.
My friends say I’ll regret it,
and maybe I will.
But maybe
in ten years,
when I’m fully grown
with a job,
a house,
**I won’t care about it at all.