I Suppose Not

Closing my eyes,

Fingers shaking, 

Ready for a surprise,

To be accepted, wanted

Please let me in here,

Can't you hear me?

Knocking on your door,

Striving to help the world?

I'm still young, I know

But I'll learn, I'll grow

Sure, there's more out there

So many choices that could be better...

Finally I set that aside

Open the email on my phone

"Thank you for your interest-

But we're not offering you a position."

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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