Angela Ratley Poems

The clock's ticking, but which direction will I go? Life's passing me by, but I don't know where to run. Where do I start on this road? The road that lays ahead is my future of my life so I need to make the right choices, but life is pressuring me. Drugs and dropping out of school is what seems to be cool. Most of my friends have done it, but my mom says no. Will I be uncool? My mom so unfaifr maybe I should run away John did,
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