(Looks up, directly at the audience, for the first time) You know what? Rip the manual. I’m not a project. I’m not a step one. I’m just the kid who figured out that if you can’t be perfect… the only thing left to be is real . And that’s terrifying. But at least it’s mine.
(Blackout or exit)
Wry, exhausted, building to quiet frustration. Setting: A student sitting on a stool, holding an imaginary phone or a crumpled piece of paper. 1 Minute Monologues For Teens