What I Make

I make my brother wish he didn’t have a big sister

I make my mom wish she had a daughter with a quiet English reserve

I make it seem like I never have anything to do so I can waste my time
doing unimportant stuff

I make it seem like my life is perfect even when it’s not

I make you feel so guilty, you’d think you need a lawyer

I make a moment of silence feel like a lifetime

I make Myspace crash because I’m on it so much

I make my phone freeze because I’m texting so fast

I make my friends laugh till they have tears in their eyes

I make absolutely no money because I don’t have a job

I make that allowance last approximately no money because I have yet to
get a job

I make that allowance last approximately for about an hour

I make Ramen Noodles because we never have anything else good to eat

I make trips to the supermarket an incredibly journey because I love
food so much

I made you read this poem