Torn

I am torn like a piece of shrapnel.

You know the saying "You can't have your cake and eat it too"?

Right now more than ever, I feel for whoever came up with that.

I am torn like a piece of shrapnel between my best friend versus my crush and another good friend of mine.

I am a real smart kid, but I have no f***ing idea what I am going to do.

I thought that time would come when I was in calculus as a 17-year-old.

But instead, it's when I'm 13 and in my social life. Screw calc anyways.

One of these sides offers just one person, but this is my best friend since 3rd grade, someone who can make me smile whenever they feel the need.

The other side has two people: my crush, who's someone who I like a hell of a lot and makes me feel warm inside; and another girl, a just as important friend who I can always count on and is my pretend "Life Coach."

Now, the two sides disagree. They aren't on speaking terms, ignore each other, and boom. Their friendship is out the window.

These two sides offer great things and happiness, but could I ever be happy with only one?

I might have to find out real damn soon.