Not Expecting

As I walk down the street
A street that I know
By heart
I don't expect a thing
My heart is set
On getting good grades
I forget to look
Both ways
Before I cross the street
A wild
Drunk teenager
Doesn’t see me
I don't see him
And he hits me
And drives away
My back is
Is broken
I'm paralyzed
And I’ll never walk
Again
But I don't blame
The teenager
But myself
For not looking
Both ways


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