today i spoke to the careers officer.
he asked what i wanted to do when i was older.
it's always a question i've been able to answer,
from lollypop lady to ballet dancer,
i always had it.
i told him it didn't matter.
he told me i was clever.
i told him i wasn't
it's just that the others weren't either.
i told him i was serious.
he laughed.
i told him that as a kid
i wanted to be the tattooed lady in the corner of the bar,
then i wanted that woman to be a man
i wanted to be a musician, a vet,
i planned for my dreams.
now, i want a van.