I am lost
I am who I am but...
when I graduated high school
I realized
there where two types of people
the people who already planed out their lives and the undecided
I am undecided
where do I go?
I am lost
what is my goal?
to grow up
finnish college
find a job but...
I like to draw, to paint,
what carrier would I find with that? I always hear from
my parents,
my teachers
and even some of my friends
society may not look like it but
it has cookie cutter ideas (as proven by my examples)
It gives us asspirations to live up to
to not be a dissapointment
to be a successs
to be perfect
well I am not perfect
I may still be lost but
I don't care of what they think of me
I find that I trudge ahead
and find where my feet take me
because by the end I wont be so lost anymore
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