the microwave volcano

"Five drinks a day, just to be social
I hold up my head high enough to break
Up to a sky that's holding me down

I smoke five joints a day, just to be social
I hold up my head
I'm high enough to break
Up to a sky that's holding me down
Down, down, down down down down"

my mom is afraid i'll get in the wrong crowd...and drink...and do drugs...and ruin my future

but i dont think....i in fact know that isnt me...

there's too much worth losing...everything worth losing...everything that is or could be...

i've been forced to think about the future.  my mom is constantly badgering me to look at colleges and thinks i should already have my life planned out.  i dont know what i want to do, where i want to go, or who i want to be.  unless u can get a full scholarship, going out of state for the first four years of my college life is out of the question. i really dont like the idea of staying in florida...but im warming up to the idea...as i realize the inevitability of it all.  hopefully i can go to graduate school out of state...work during college a bit...maybe id be able to pay for it.

i hate the fact that i have to think of this now...

and i really dont think ill do very well on the sat or the act...

hopefully i wont burn out...

im worried about that...

thats about it...

just for you...

something to read..or yeah...

anyways..

thats...