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Is this why I spend hours alone on my phone at night? Staying up past the time I should all because I want to make time for myself? It blows my mind Why are my parents yelling about clothes on the floor Bad grades And color in my hair When they should be wondering “What is she crying for?” “Why has her joy began to fade?” “Maybe she needs a therapist’s chair?” It blows my mind Why am I stressed about that exam next period?
Why am I stuck in the car not wanting to enter that building? Why did they do what? Or what they did and why? We have so much to look forward to And we’re stuck. Stuck here. In this body. In this school. In this world. In this life. It blows my mind. And I like the universe.
Jenelle Sangster
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