At fourteen
Dad bought matching phones
Blue-silver for Jenny
Orange-black for me
I wasn't happy
My wishful thinking was drained
Flashy phones was what I imagined
Not that old keypad controlled
Grumpy face was my thanks

Dad bought me a laptop
My soon to be best friend for college
An itouch for my sis
Samsung S4 for Jenny
I wasn't happy
Theirs were wants
Mine was a need
Unfair was what I could thought of
Uninterest became a friend

I pleaded to be a mechanical engineer
Dad helped me
During summer
I became a secret writer
The love for literature has been with me since
Never thought of it as a career
I prayed to God I'll be an engineering student
My future was laid on half-hearted pleas

God knew me more than anybody
At fourteen
I lost my phone
Before college
My laptop was stolen
This morning
Mom woke me and said
I wasn't accepted