• She paced back and forth

    Upstairs in her room

    Her cell phone

    Vibrating, begging to be answered


    There was no way

    She was going out

    But what was a real excuse?

    Never the truth!


    Yes the person

    Blowing up her cell

    Had just as much as

    A choice as herself


    But how could she speak?

    She couldnt let them know.

    She wouldnt let them know.

    She picked up the phone.


    I can't make it....

    *click*