And finally getting up to the sixth
Is just the start of my day
I make my way to the bathroom
Just to find it occupied
It shouldn’t leave me speechless
Because if I had gotten up on time
It wouldn’t have been a problem
I get out of my night wear
Do my hair
Think about how it isn’t fair
That some people don’t have to worry about it
Walking to school now
I don’t remember most of yesterday’s lessons
Should have studied more, I guess
Someone asked me for help
Do I even know how to do the work
My handwriting is a mess
The words are blending together
What did I just write
I’m talking to my friends
I wonder if they know the real me
Even though I ask myself that question
Every once in a while
Home in my room
I should do my homework
Do I even know how to do it
Or am I just hoping at this point
Leads me to questions of the future
I’m not use to not having someone to tell me exactly what to do
Who I want to be
Do I want to continue learning
Do I like learning
I don’t know
Tomorrow will be a new day
--Angela, 9th-12th Grade