The age game

I breath into my pillow. Its musky scent of no one but me. I think to myself, what will i become? they say fourteen is  young, but is it, really? If i can't succeed now, what will change as i age? We are made of past habits, past experiences, and past thoughts.  I hear it's a tough world, and that things aren't easy. so what is school really teaching us? Life skills, no. They don't teach you what you need to know. To survive. To prosper. Do they? I can only wonder, what will i become?