Why? the mom cries, why purple hair? Your hair was so beautiful before and now it's disgusting, and the daughter doesn't care, why not? she says. Deduct, says the teacher, I hate geometry, says the girl, and scrawls big black letters on her notebook, I don't want to be here, she knows. And writes, I got asked to the dance and why not? He's okay, I guess, in her journal, she's not doing her math homework, well sometimes you can't deduct, you know? Sometimes I wish I knew she writes, where I'm going - You're going to be late! yells her mom, and it's true, but I don't care, she thinks, if I'm late to school 'cause sometimes you can't deduct, and usually you don't know, and Sometimes I wish I knew, she writes. I wish I knew what I need to be.
KittyChewy · Wed Apr 08, 2009 @ 03:23pm · 0 Comments |