Silver Hyundai
Something doesn´t feel right.
I look to the passenger seat.
Lonely.
Very lonely in here, all by myself.
Ever I have done this?
Really, should I do this alone?
Haven´t many teens died while doing this?
Yes, I passed the test!
Under God he will protect me.
Nothing can possibly happen to me this once!
Dare I go alone?
At night, driving alone?
In my silver Hyundai?
This poem is about:
Me