Questions

What am I supposed to do at the college fair tomorrow? Where am I to go next year? How am I going to pay for it? Would I be able to handle living alone? Is college even possible?

How long am I going to look this stupid? How much will it hurt? Will I be able to play my horn? Why did I have to get braces now? Why are they taking over my life?

Am I depressed? If so, what can I do about it? If not, why am I constantly miserable? Should I really be taking Prozac? Am I crazy? Why does a wave of intense melancholy and self-hatred wash over and drown me every time I make the smallest of mistakes? Why do I rip my hair out? Why do I hide my sadness from my family while proclaiming it through the halls at school? How many pairs of arms do I have to fall in and cry into to make to to try and take away the sadness?

Why do people disrespect the guard? Why do people disrespect the band? Why do people disrespect Miller and the staff and the drum majors? Why doesn't anyone care?

Why do boys seem to always kind of make things better?