Now home from school,

Calling my best friend on the phone

Putting off studying,

Not caring if the test is blown

Mom and Dad in the door,

Putting off priorities they will not condone

She asks me if I have homework,

To her the truth is unknown

I answer her quickly,

Hoping she wont notice my tone

My chances at raising my grade,

I have chosen to screw up on my own

I know that Mom talks to my teachers,

Soon the truth to her will be known

She is now asking me to explain,

Why this childish behavior I have not outgrown

As she looks at me with disappointment,

Her eyes as cold as stone

I know what is coming next,

I’m grounded, anything fun is postponed

As I sit in my bedroom,

In big trouble and alone

I ask myself why,

To this behavior I am prone

They open my door to say they love me,

Despite all we will never disown