Yellow schoolbus
rows and rows
empty faces
(look at the lardass)
sitting in the back
trying to be near them
(what is she doing here?)
Fourteen
(god, look at her legs)
standing at a payphone
calling who?
calling where?
(god, look at her)
Am I, Mommy?
Am I?
Why aren't I?
What makes them so special?
Why can't I be them?
Just be a man
(but I'm a girl)
playing boy's games
trying so [too] hard
Sixteen
(kiss me)
Am I, Mommy?
Am I?
Eighteen
Write it down
Acceptance
Twenty
Tattoos
Piercings
Colored Hair
Am I, Mommy?
Am I?
AM I?
***
Yes.
Yes, honey.
You are.