Who Are We?

Its Sunday morning and I just made my nieces
birthday cake and some chocolate chip pancakes.
We've decided to skip church so we can set up for
the party and what have you. Today my niece will
be seven years old. And her sister will be four. Sometimes
I feel bad for not calling her sister my niece, but in all
reality, shes not. I feel really bad for her and wish we could
take her under our wings like we have with these other
three children, but it just wouldnt work out.
Im not really excited for summer. Less than a month
and school is out. I guess that part is nice, but I have
so much to worry about and do now that i'll be a senior.
What am I going to be when I grow up? Where will I live?
Who will I be? Im tired of being told that theres time.
There isnt any time. The only time I have is now. The only
time any of us has is now. Who are we?