By Kate, age 18, California
For this is where I stand today,
On a pillar of self-assurance,
Wondering where I'll be tomorrow,
What will be the occurrence?
Will I be on the same page,
Inking my emotions deep?
Or will the pillar collapse and fall,
Leaving me in a dirty heap?
I wonder a lot,
If you could not see that now,
I wonder a lot because ...
I know it will help somehow.
Into the next day I go,
Still standing upon that pillar,
My wondering has got the best of me,
Is it my killer?
Nothing can murder the future,
And nothing can maim the mind,
In a hope of something greater,
Maybe someday we will find.
But for now I will keep on wondering,
About things that may never come to be,
In time, you'll be wondering ...