Don't I?

I turn away from them and gaze out the window.

The clouds gather in large gray clumps across the sky.

Painting everything below them in shades of gray.

My mind wanders to the only place I don’t ever want to go again.

Every second of every day, all I can think about is what I must do.

What I am really here for.

It weighs on me, wreaking havoc in my brain.

All I want is just one day, when I don’t have to think about my actions.

I don’t have to think about working.

What I have to do.

But I have to do it...

Don’t I?

brennahmay

ON

16 years old

Fiction

By brennahmay

Drop Dead Gorgeous

It’s her.
The person I have spent my whole life waiting for.
She stares me down, her eyes trained on mine. I was trying to toy with her, taunt her, make her flustered, but she holds my stare like it’s nothing.

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Poetry

By brennahmay

What I want I can't do.

I want so much,
But I know so little.
Everything around me spin,
While I try and learn to fit in.
The things I enjoy,
I can't do for work.
The things that I hate,

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Fiction

By brennahmay

Who does he think he is?

The meeting room is filled with noise. People talking and laughing as they greet their friends. This is the first time I have ever been early for a meeting, and it’s not nearly as fulfilling as I anticipated.

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