Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for February 24, 2002

Transcript:

"A Poem by Luann Degroot." "My life is a sea of confusion, there's so much i don't understand. Like why do i carefully schedule my day when NOTHING goes how i had planned?" "And why does my mouth crave a burger when my head knows an apple is best? And why should i strive to be tiny and thin but ample and full at my chest?" "Why's it ok for guys to smell bad but girls should smell like a rose? And why must there be a shine on my lips but never a shine on my nose?" "The clothing i wear should be sexy but my attitude chaste and sweet. I'm told i should be independent and free- but a boyfriend will make me complete." "We know that the Earth is polluted, yet we hop in our huge SUVs. Drive a few blocks to go to a talk on Earth-friendly strategies." "My school can't afford new computers, yet a bomb costs aout 80 grand. Peace never lasts, war never ends... There's so much i don't understand." "Interesting. What's it called?" "'I'm so confused'." "I know that. But what's the title of the poem?"