I Must

I must pack
I’ve got to get ready for the weekend

I must finish school
No matter how much I hate every waking moment of it

I must do my chores
Laundry
Dishes
Clean my room and car
Shovel the deck

I must get a gift
This weekend is a stupid holiday

I must get money
Even though I barely have any left because my car is draining it
Which reminds me
I must get gas

I must confront my dad
For spring break
For “switching” days
For how much I still haven’t forgiven him
But I think I’ll save that for a different day

I must try not to cry
From all the things in my life
That I still regret
Or still haven’t fixed

I must say good-bye
To the past
And try to look forward to the future

I must……