I'm not dumb.

I sit on the side of the building watching
the birds pass by.
Wondering which path to take
though I don't know why.
I know what I wanna do, who I
wanna be.
I shouldn't be sitting here...
writing poetry.
Though that's what I love,
I shouldn't make that turn.
For I may end up
"crash and burn."
My future deserves much better, I care
who I become...
So I think I'll choose my life long dream.
I'll do amazing, God knows I'm not dumb.