Can't stop thinking
if it's just all worth it.
Just can't seem
to think straight.
Some things are done,
many things left undone.
Confusion sets in too often.
Being young,
being free.
Ready to conquer,
scared to fall.
Trying to be heard
in a world of shadows.
Listening to criticism,
none too good.
Not talking back,
only wasted words.
Turned heads everywhere,
not one helping hand.
Why aren't the answers
in the back of the book?
