Just Be

Sometimes,
I'm so full of self-righteousness I think I'll pop like a bubble.

Othertime,
I marvel at the fact that they graduated me to middle school, at all, ever.

Tonight'stimes
Glow on my digital clock like embarrassed lightnight bugs and I remember all the

"Neverminds"
And
"Youneedtounwind"s
And
"Beforeyouknowit,yoursanitywillbetoohardtofind"s.

But tonight, while staring at the
Tiny fleck of dried blood on my knee,
Another shaving incident
From a girl too young
To be holding a razor blade,
I try to forget it all and
Just be.