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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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