I am a fourteen year old who can be lazy.
I wonder why lazy people tend to act crazy.
I hear different sounds that just seem to amaze me.
I see me one day visiting Hawaii.
I want to be successful but also happy.
I am a fourteen year old who can be lazy.

I pretend not to care when I probably do.
I feel like I should care but my pride doesn’t want me to.
I touch my heart hoping it is filled with love one day.
I worry about the right and wrong things to say.
I cry when someone dies but my memory of them never fades away.
I am a fourteen year old who can be lazy.

I understand that I am sometimes defensive and tense.
I say things that don’t make sense.
I dream big, hoping that all my dreams come true.
I try to achieve the impossible.
I hope for the best but really have no clue.
I am a fourteen year old who can be lazy.