These Hallways of Mine
Hello? Can someone or anyone hear me?
I see all you people but you don’t see me
I can hear all you people but you can’t hear me
I can feel your presence but I can’t even seem to find mine
These huge hallways I walk through
All filled with hundreds of unfamiliar faces known as students
Classrooms waiting for you
Expecting for you to have all this knowledge and no fear
I’m scared.
Like a puppy being brought into a new home
Not knowing anything and being afraid to even bark.
Who am I, what am I doing here?
Can somebody talk to me?!
Hello? Can someone or anyone hear me?
I see all you people but you don’t see me
I can hear all you people but you can’t hear me
I can feel your presence but again I can’t even find mine
These hallways, so small they seem
Filled with faces I know, people I care for
Classrooms waiting for you to go into one last time
Classrooms that have prepared you with knowledge
I am fearless.
Like a tiger ready to attack its’ prey
I know who I am, I know what I’m here for, and I know where I’m going.
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