• I'm sitting here,

    not knowing what to do.

    There is a bowl of Jell-O,

    on the table next to me.



    I have my iPod playing,

    my earphones in my ears.

    I keep thinking,

    of what to do.



    What to do with my life,

    what to do with everything.

    Love.

    Friendship.



    My life is going down the drain,

    I've screwed up my life.

    I already have a criminal record,

    and I'm twelve years old.



    I've been kicked out of my middle school,

    and I already hate my new one.

    If I mess up again,

    I'm going to a place where people might hurt me.



    I have to have ten sessions,

    with a councilor.

    I have to maintain a C average,

    or I'm outta this place.



    I have to live my life,

    without seeing my best friends every morning.

    Just like I used to,

    now I just sit down alone.



    I'm an average screwed-up kid.