Rite of Passage
It's time to look back
To an unemployed year,
When life was off track
And things were unclear.
I was reactive and broke
My social life lacked,
The butt of a joke
My confidence cracked.
Now that I'm driven
And my goals are in sight
Progress is a given
If I do it all right.
Proactive and working
My future looks bright.
College plans perking
My spirits take flight
While scripting my fate
One thing's unsolved
Fears don't dissipate
They simply evolve.
This poem is about:
Me