Janae

Where's my pen? I need to write Stressed Beyond A Measurable Amount What's the essay prompt? "Describe yourself" I'm a mess Scratch that I'm messed up It's funny, all this time I thought I was growing up Up into that young woman I always wanted to be beauty and brains sweet as honey I just wanted, no needed, someone to finally step in and save me As the pressure it mounted like the Andes No one ever stops to worry about "Little Miss Perfect" She has it together, girl knows how to work it! Oh, the things they say The praises that spray From their lips But hear me, "I DON'T GOT THIS!" "I don't got this!" This one's too big for me College applications, Are you kidding me? Lock me in the loony bin and lose the key I have officially been driven CRAZY