she lays down on the driveway.

in the dead of winter

and looks at the stars.

she thinks about her friends,

how she couldn't live without them

she thinks about her mom

and how she wants her to be happy

she thinks about him

and how it's stupid to trick yourself into pretending something will happen when it won't.

she thinks about herself.

and how she wants to get as far away from here as she can.

she thinks about how her friends want the same things as her.

how she can imagine them all still being friends in 20 years.

she thinks about her future,

and how it seems so far away.

she thinks about her dreams.

and how none of them have to do about high school.

she thinks about high school

and how different it is. Sometimes it's good different. Sometimes bad different.

she thinks about him

and how they most likely won't even remember each other in 20 years.

What's the point in wanting something that's never going to happen?

It's like you're tricking yourself into being disappointed.

as she lays in her driveway,

in the dead of winter

looking at the sky.

she thinks about the future,

and how everything would be different

if it weren't for her friends.