I lay in bed,
Staring at the boring ceiling.
I cant sleep, what's new.
Its 2am, I need sleep.
I have to get sleep.
"Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue"
I say over and over in my head,
That's what my parents say I should do if I cant sleep, clear my mind and say a color over and over again.
But I cant clear my mind, thoughts are running faster than kids on pizza day.
Math test: aced it
Biology homework: forgot about it
Where did I put my pencil?
What did I have for breakfast? Did I even have breakfast?
But then the scariest thought came,
My future.
Where am I going to go to college?
What do I want to major in?
What do I want to minor in?
Science? No, too much math.
History? No, too much reading.
Author? No, not good enough.
Teacher? No, can't stand kids.
"Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue"
Doctor? No, not smart enough.
Military? Not brave enough.
Therapist? No, that's horrifying.
Engineer? No, too much coding.
"BLUE, BLUE, BLUE, BLUE , BLUE"
Dancer? No, no rhythm.
Artist? No, can't draw.
Singer? No, can't sing.
Musician? No, don't know how to play.
My future, is frightening.
