To Be Heard
Inspired By Langston Hughes's poem "Theme for English B"
The instructor saidGo home and writeA page tonightAnd let that page come out of youThen it will be trueCan the truth be revealed in a page or two?Is it something that plausible, or easy to do?I just turned 18, and lifes gotten tougherIts not pulling and punches and offering no bufferIt all came so fast, this 18th yearSchool in the past, my childhood rearedCollege is next, and I don't know what to beMy mind goes through changes and grows in its incredulityI know what I want, but not where I want to beIt a lawyer, a counselor or a career in criminologyU feel like I'm thinking too far aheadSo my main focus is on my dream college insteadI'd be wrecked if I couldn't make it to LSUIf I failed to get in, if it was over and blueEverything I've done would feel like a wasteAn irremovable burden, crushing weightIts alot of stress to take at 18grades, Sat/Act, and the rest that I've seentoo many concerns when you hit this agelike how to pay for college without a wageat first I was happy, to finally be legaltil I learned the cost and then felt feebleno more jokes, and no more jeststhe weight is on and its all a testIs it even possible to mix work and fun?To spend your days in darkness under the sun?Will I even Succeed?Or make a place for me?Or will I teaste failure as a hobo on the street?Change is terrifying, and my family is temporaryGod chose my path and its lonely and scaryHelps not an option I'm really alonein the light of day truly on my ownCan I push toward greatness and fill a dream?Or will life push harder to break me at my beams?These questions are pointless, and a mental cancerI'll just go with the flow and hope my questions answeredThis is my page for English 4
The instructor saidGo home and writeA page tonightAnd let that page come out of youThen it will be trueCan the truth be revealed in a page or two?Is it something that plausible, or easy to do?I just turned 18, and lifes gotten tougherIts not pulling and punches and offering no bufferIt all came so fast, this 18th yearSchool in the past, my childhood rearedCollege is next, and I don't know what to beMy mind goes through changes and grows in its incredulityI know what I want, but not where I want to beIt a lawyer, a counselor or a career in criminologyU feel like I'm thinking too far aheadSo my main focus is on my dream college insteadI'd be wrecked if I couldn't make it to LSUIf I failed to get in, if it was over and blueEverything I've done would feel like a wasteAn irremovable burden, crushing weightIts alot of stress to take at 18grades, Sat/Act, and the rest that I've seentoo many concerns when you hit this agelike how to pay for college without a wageat first I was happy, to finally be legaltil I learned the cost and then felt feebleno more jokes, and no more jeststhe weight is on and its all a testIs it even possible to mix work and fun?To spend your days in darkness under the sun?Will I even Succeed?Or make a place for me?Or will I teaste failure as a hobo on the street?Change is terrifying, and my family is temporaryGod chose my path and its lonely and scaryHelps not an option I'm really alonein the light of day truly on my ownCan I push toward greatness and fill a dream?Or will life push harder to break me at my beams?These questions are pointless, and a mental cancerI'll just go with the flow and hope my questions answeredThis is my page for English 4
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