The morning

I could not get out of my bed

eyes closed

shouts for me to come down

hurry

hurry

you are going to be late

morning math that I despise

a dread of everything

a dread of looking in the mirror

Later

the humidity outside

his laugh

her heart, her soul, her words

stunning

like a thousand diamonds had been crushed and sprinkled all over her

she was so happy

more homework

lies upon lies

angry parents, the usual

and then-

a B L U R

Now, Midnight

I am sipping chai

feeling at peace

should be worrying about a million things

my test tomorrow that I haven’t even studied for

my homework that is unfinished

my standardized test scores

whether he thinks I’m pretty

why it matters

why anything matters

But here I am, thoughtless, drifting away in my music

I love it.