College and the Days to Come
School, college
What really is it?
Twelve long years and more to come
It seems just like a trail of sand never ending
But I guess we can't think if it that way
Or so, if we did, I guess we would be insane
Just like adults who cringe about waking up in the morning for work again
Are we becoming them?
Will we become them?
When the morning breaks and the lights pierce through
Are you rejoicing to the sound of the alarm clock every single day?
The agitated tossing and turns, hits and misses to the alarm clock
Is that not you
Oh, and I can't forget the closing of the eyes for a brief few minutes
Only to really get up for the day ahead
Or just even the same-like days
Cycles
There installed in us alright
School, college
What is it?
Some would say its where you go to become something
Others would say its where you find yourself
While a few would argue its where you learn how to adapt to society
I guess it depends on who you ask
All I know is for me college is where the beginning starts
For your life that is...
Or at least that's what they say
No one really knows because we are not seers of the future
We can only guess what we are going to be
For now, I'm guessing that I'm going somewhere
Today to school and in the future to a better self
Truthfully that's all I can say
So, with that in mind, I guess I'm ready!