I am undefined
I don’t fit into the categories of a future
Scientist, mathematician, or doctor
Where am I to go? Where do I belong?
Too many categories to choose from
This one sounds great and this one seems promising
But do you see what I see?
Is it a part of you like it is a part of me?
The dark blues and the deep reds.
The rich greens and bright whites.
The shadows and the light.
I paint my soul on canvas
And sketch my heart on paper.
But where am I to go?
To the computers and the laboratories?
Click, click, click, click
In the hazy glow
Or may I find comfort and joy in my love?
Can I shed this fear of the unknown?
World, may I? Do I have your permission?