College Bound

The road to graduation was long and winding

There were times I felt like pulling over, but kept driving

Like in 9th grade, there was a traffic jam, felt like I was at a standstill

Making no progress, crawling along, I had lost my will

Lost, with no sense of direction, is how I feel

Family yelling, “Jesus, take the wheel!”

But it was my family who steered me away from potholes... My family was my saviour

They helped me find a detour and exit that freeway to failure.

But the city streets were under construction, filled with broken lights and incidents

So many of us struggled with drugs, weapons, fights--it’s no coincidence

The street, through 10th grade, was more of a dirt road

Other drivers engaging in road rage, even some of the warm teachers were cold

I had to look inside myself…………………..to find me

Haters were lurkin’, doubting Thomas’ beside me

Mapquest wasn’t working, no Thomas to Guide me.

Still,I persevered through, road rage and all

Full steam ahead, to 11th grade in the fall

Problem is, I’m running late, credits ain’t up-to-date

I’m trying to get there within 4 years...oooh, I can’t wait!

Made a pit stop at San Andreas but now I’m back...

At San G, had to gas up & fix-a-flat

Making better choices, switching lanes in the coupe

Just me, myself and I, ridin’ in that carpool

Didn’t have any money to pay the toll…

Hit the Fasttrack anyway, now I’m on cruise control

Doin’ bout 75, with the top down

High school’s disappearing in the rearview…

Now...I’m college-bound!