I am quiet and observant
I wonder if I'll succeed in life
I hear pages of books rustling
I see dogs playing in my yard
I want to make my aunt proud
I am quiet and observant

I pretend to be enthusiastic
I feel the wind swish past my passenger's side window
I touch the smooth bell of my French horn
I worry that I'll never find a good job
I cry when I walk in cemeteries
I am quiet and observant

I understand that my parents work hard
I say I'm agnostic
I dream of living in a big city
I try to make everyone happy
I hope I can have a creative profession
I am quiet and observant