Frantically attempting to
Hold down the responsibilities
I have invited in
Two internships now
And a boring degree I’m trying to succeed in
The lost coast boys followed into my dream last night
I wonder if I will ever work with them professionally
They are lucky to have each other
My phone rings rarely from you
My mom calls on her way to work
And the words “whats new?” set me ajar.
I am not in the habbit of real conversation with you
And it reminds me of all that I need to do
Unempowered and frusterated
Tired and bored
I want to be in school no more
Exploring the world with Servas behind me
For World peace
I’d love to be only who I am
Why am I inhibbited
by the norm
The most beautiful of dancers
Stamping her existance with Dr.
To be forgotten in the dark hallways of a hospital.
Like they ask us to be.
Peers, mentors, media
What do you want to do?
A multiple choice question of
paths laid out
predictable and safe
I am not A, B, C, or D
Worries sparked by the mention of the unknown
Do they unknowingly break us?
What is it to choose